Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
When I said by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed
-- Bigmouth Strikes Again,
The Smiths, The Queen Is , 1986
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Feild trip
I was able to go to the zoo yesterday, wahoo. I hadn’t been there in a long time and for those of you who don’t know, Omaha has the second largest zoo in country. Its actually quit state of the art… more so because there were elevators everywhere so I never had to climb a hill (that was especially good for omar, whos goal went from seein the big kitties to finding the closest bench). It was a pretty good time, i saw the bear, caves, SNAKES, and penguins, my favorite. it was perfect weather, which was to my surprise that nothing even went horribly wrong, like getting mauled by an emu. The best part was the zoo was almost totally empty (hmm, well maybe that wasn’t such a good thing because I though about jumping into the cage of sea lions on more than one occasion). But there was no ugly s, no annoying kids or nothing. It was cool and we left an hour after the zoo closed, most of the employees had even gone but I was getting my moneys worth! After that I ate at Zestos (Mmmmm) and was served by a kid with delightful turrets. i had a big footlong hot dog. Well, I had one after I had to sit and watch two get eaten by O while I was starving (yea that’s right two foot long, I know). But when I finally got mine I devoured it:-) I was actually a lot more messy than I planned and practiced for. I had beef chilly cheese smeared across the back of my hand, nose and jammed in my finger nails and caught in my cuticles which I could not get out! I was almost forced to get a manicure after that episode but with a lot of trimming and scraping I got ride of most the beef stains. ymm, quick sout out if your ever in town stop by Zesto's right by the Zoo, its a Omaha land mark.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Look Into It
This is an oldie but a goody. I was watch a special on Kanye West (a past Look Into It person) and he was listing off inspirations for his latest album, Late Registration. Two names were mentioned (and very unusual for a rapper to know who these are), the producer form the first pheona apple CD, and an English band called Portishead. I had the privilege of getting their album last spring. It was called Dummy and has been around for a while I love it slow, seductive, melancholy and definitely not what you would expect a rapper to listen to. Its perfect for lying down watch a large storm come in and reading good poetry (like Poe). Look into it, its amazing.
Popular Poetry
This is a change of pace from my usual more modern poetry its a classic and my absolut favorite of Edger Allen Poe. its always a good read for a stormy night...
The Tell Tale Heart
TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell you the whole story.
It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture --a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees --very gradually --I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.
Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded --with what caution --with what foresight --with what dissimulation I went to work! I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. And every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it --oh so gently! And then, when I had made an opening sufficient for my head, I put in a dark lantern, all closed, closed, that no light shone out, and then I thrust in my head. Oh, you would have laughed to see how cunningly I thrust it in! I moved it slowly --very, very slowly, so that I might not disturb the old man's sleep. It took me an hour to place my whole head within the opening so far that I could see him as he lay upon his bed. Ha! would a madman have been so wise as this, And then, when my head was well in the room, I undid the lantern cautiously-oh, so cautiously --cautiously (for the hinges creaked) --I undid it just so much that a single thin ray fell upon the vulture eye. And this I did for seven long nights --every night just at midnight --but I found the eye always closed; and so it was impossible to do the work; for it was not the old man who vexed me, but his Evil Eye. And every morning, when the day broke, I went boldly into the chamber, and spoke courageously to him, calling him by name in a hearty tone, and inquiring how he has passed the night. So you see he would have been a very profound old man, indeed, to suspect that every night, just at twelve, I looked in upon him while he slept... (cont.)
The Tell Tale Heart
TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell you the whole story.
It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture --a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees --very gradually --I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.
Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded --with what caution --with what foresight --with what dissimulation I went to work! I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. And every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it --oh so gently! And then, when I had made an opening sufficient for my head, I put in a dark lantern, all closed, closed, that no light shone out, and then I thrust in my head. Oh, you would have laughed to see how cunningly I thrust it in! I moved it slowly --very, very slowly, so that I might not disturb the old man's sleep. It took me an hour to place my whole head within the opening so far that I could see him as he lay upon his bed. Ha! would a madman have been so wise as this, And then, when my head was well in the room, I undid the lantern cautiously-oh, so cautiously --cautiously (for the hinges creaked) --I undid it just so much that a single thin ray fell upon the vulture eye. And this I did for seven long nights --every night just at midnight --but I found the eye always closed; and so it was impossible to do the work; for it was not the old man who vexed me, but his Evil Eye. And every morning, when the day broke, I went boldly into the chamber, and spoke courageously to him, calling him by name in a hearty tone, and inquiring how he has passed the night. So you see he would have been a very profound old man, indeed, to suspect that every night, just at twelve, I looked in upon him while he slept... (cont.)
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Look Into It
The new, or rather i should say 'old,' Fiona Apple CD. this was actually done a year ago but the record companies tried to hold the cd to do remixes and the original will not be released. i would suggest looking into the originals, a copy has just recently fell into my hands and i love it, called extraordinary machine. its different sounding and not popy or 'cut valued radio play' (it has to be listen to as a whole). But if anyone wants a copy ill give it to you. It almost 1950's musical/vaudeville sounding, and stunning lyrics. It's very unique and worth a listen.
Gifts
I have a mini ipod!!!I have a mini ipod!!!I have a mini ipod!!!I have a mini ipod!!!I have a mini ipod!!!I have a mini ipod!!!I have a mini ipod!!!
thank you Chadwick
thank you Chadwick
Friday, August 19, 2005
Book of Morrissey
Last night I felt real arms around me
No hope, no harm, just another false alarm
-- Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me,
The Smiths, Strangeways Here We Come, 1987
No hope, no harm, just another false alarm
-- Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me,
The Smiths, Strangeways Here We Come, 1987
Thursday, August 18, 2005
My Party
Well, I made it and with a few stories under my belt now… like when an ambulance rolled me out of a Walgreen’s at 2:00 am in Iowa.
lets start from the beginning shall we. With everything going down like it has been, I had plenty of reason to drink. Most of my 21 and over friends had canceled (what nice friends) maybe it was for the best I got to hang out with all my good friends all at once. It was a different experience, my college friends met my high school friends and my high school friends got to meet my grade school friends. It was a fun experience I was worried that not everyone would get along or every ones social anxiety would kick in at once. But they all intermingled together nicely. So we went restaurant hopping in the down town, Old Chicago, Michaels, Ms Pub and I downed whatever drink I could. Later my two sisters (and a husband) and one friend took me up to the bar and I said my last good byes to my underaged friends. At the bar I was given a few to many shots and made stupid comments, “I am not drunkted”. And another friend showed up. The bar closed and I was left puking in an alley. At this point in time I am drunk but still responsive and functioning, just stupid. I had set up a ride to a friends house before hand and she would come and take care of me. But I think sam kinda forgot or fell asleep. My sisters wanted me to come home with them but I was not going to let m
my parents see me in this condition and I would receive better attention at sams (maybe).
so my friend was going to drive me to sams, maybe not the best idea but I didn’t really know what was going on. This is when it starts to become a blur, some time along the way my friends decided to go to Iowa instead of taking me to bed. (NOT GOOD I am puking and tired). I guess she takes me to a walgreens and lets me puke there. So she is being a little tipsy and dramatic and calls 911. then, I really have no idea what is going on because I remember them coming and putting me on a stretcher and apparently I thought they were cops. I get to the hospital and the do test with my "its my birthday, do u wanna me?" button and my blood alcohol level is still good and am still aware. So eventually my dad comes to get me and I walk back out to the car i dont know who i am going to pay for the ablulance tho. So, they did not need to pump my stomach or anything and I was happy cause I could FINALLY sleep (I tried that on the street and rest room). so we get home I throw up and go down stairs to the basement to sleep on my back, with no one else on the floor, and I just got done puking. I wasn’t checked up on until later that morning, which scared me a little bit. and o start off the dinner the next night my tells stories of things he did in the waiting room waiting for his hollow son who got drunk for some reason and then I got a long talk from my mother. So my birthday was embarrassing to say the least and not for any of the good normal reasons. I guess I felt disappointed in everyone’s judgment, I tried my hardest to be responsible, set everything up because this would be the one day I just let go. good thing i was still reponsible and remebered most of it, i would have hated to think where i'd be if i passed out or somthing.
Shout out: thanks to, Tony, Jimmy, Gooch, Mandy, Callie, Zach, Carry, Dan, Amy, Sara, Dave and Brian (you bought me a three wise men). ps all my pictures were deleted except for this one.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
last minute concert saves lives
So in a sad bout of depression, after haveing most my friends cancel on me for my 21st birthday, seeing the school of my choice that I failed to attend showingly splattered across my television and newspapers (Tommy Lee goes to college), a recent emotional drain (that is all I will say about that, too much is happening to fit on this poor blog) and I have no job, which makes me feel worthless. It was one of those time where your hurt and not sure if your going to make it (sorry for the lack of elaboration). But there was hope around the corner, because you got to have ‘Faint.’ I found that my sis was going to the faint concert which I had tried but it was sold out. I was previously bumed out because I had missed the bright eyes concert, Fatty concert and the Killers concert all plans had fallen through (which seems to be a tragic trend and maybe a big reason for my lack of happiness). But I made it to this one and it blew me away! One of the best concerts I have been to in one of the best locations. Sokol is a music legend, even for the country the heart and soul of sattel creek this is what gives us our independent edge and one of the most renowned under ground music scenes. It was incredible, and lifted my spirits. I had my last illegal drink there and my first legal. Cheers! Here is to good music good friends and good times (all ill ever need to over come sadness).
i have more pics if you want to see them.
i have more pics if you want to see them.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Book of Morrissey
I know it's over and it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
-- I Know It’s Over,
The Smiths, The Queen Is , 1986
But in my heart it was so real
-- I Know It’s Over,
The Smiths, The Queen Is , 1986
Sunday, August 14, 2005
So... i found a new sport to play
i figured you boys might like this new sport, but first do you know its name or the goal?
answer: Its a sport call 'Turkish Wrestleing' where the men oil up, grab or thrust each other and try to pull off of stick their hands down their rival's pants. and might i remind that Turkey is renouned for being the worst place for gy men. but i must say i am a fan now.
answer: Its a sport call 'Turkish Wrestleing' where the men oil up, grab or thrust each other and try to pull off of stick their hands down their rival's pants. and might i remind that Turkey is renouned for being the worst place for gy men. but i must say i am a fan now.
Book of Morrissey
Two lovers entwined pass me by
And heaven knows I'm miserable now
-- Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now,
The Smiths, Louder Than s, 1987
And heaven knows I'm miserable now
-- Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now,
The Smiths, Louder Than s, 1987
Ramble Ramble ramble
grr! i dont kno what to say or think- you tell me, at this point i have found my link to a little stress, maybe i should stop going on those UNL tours
no one dare exclaim why you can see why
no one dare exclaim why you can see why
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Book of Morrissey
I do believe that the more you give your love
And I do believe that the more you give your trust
And the more you give your love
The more you're bound to lose
-- Found Found Found,
Morrissey, Kill Uncle, 1991
And I do believe that the more you give your trust
And the more you give your love
The more you're bound to lose
-- Found Found Found,
Morrissey, Kill Uncle, 1991
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Quote of the Week
"In Belgium they say, a rainy day brings good luck."
~Words from my favorite bench
Recently, i have noticed that the benches in Omaha have been changing, they have gone from advertisement to art. I noticed this one day when i was down town sad and alone looking around and my eye wondered to bench taht was gray and alone with this quote on it. It peaked my interest and i began looking around and found that these have started popping up around Omaha. It has slowly become something to do when we are bored now, go bench marking. If ever in Omaha keep your eyes out for them, no one has ever seemed to notice. Bench Marks Photos.
this is my favorite bench, on Jackson street south of the old market.
~Words from my favorite bench
Recently, i have noticed that the benches in Omaha have been changing, they have gone from advertisement to art. I noticed this one day when i was down town sad and alone looking around and my eye wondered to bench taht was gray and alone with this quote on it. It peaked my interest and i began looking around and found that these have started popping up around Omaha. It has slowly become something to do when we are bored now, go bench marking. If ever in Omaha keep your eyes out for them, no one has ever seemed to notice. Bench Marks Photos.
this is my favorite bench, on Jackson street south of the old market.
The Official 'West O' Rap
Finally, a song that all those g-thug wannabe J Crew wearing preppy poser punks with sideways golf visors to blast out their $2,500 speakers in the little red foreign cars that daddy bought and not look asinine. I am sick of living here it is driving me insane, but now instead of hearing kings of crunk out of mini vans/coopers/sport cars/anything maybe they can listen to this and sympathize (and is equally annoying). This is so the west o rap...
I’m drinkin’ a soy latte, I get a double shoté
It goes right through my body and you know I’m
satisfied
I drive my mini Cooper and I’m feeling super-duper
Yo’, they tell I’m a trooper and you know I’m
satisfied
I do yoga and Pilates and the room is full of hotties
So I’m checkin’ out the bodies and you know I’m
satisfied
I’m diggin’ on the isotopes, this metaphysics s*** is
dope
And if all this can give me hope you know I’m
satisfied
I got a lawyer and a manager, an agent and a chef
Three nannies, an assistant and a driver and a jet
A trainer and a butler and a bodyguard or five
A gardener and a stylist, do you think I’m satisfied
I’d like to express my extreme point of view
I’m not a Christian and I’m not a Jew
I’m just livin’ out the American dream
And I just realized that nothin’ is what it seems
Sunday, August 07, 2005
A song to explain
Every one must listen to "Haning Around" by Counting Crows from "This desert life" (if you dont have look into getting it!)
"And last night I had something so good
These days get so long and I have nothing to do
I’ve been hanging around this town on a corner
I’ve been bummin’ around this old town for way too long
I’ve been hanging around this town on a corner
I’ve been bummin’ around this old town for way too long
We spent all day getting sober
Just hiding from the daylight
And watching tv
It just look a lot better in the blue light
Well you know I gotta get out
But I’m stuck so tight
Weighed by the chains that keep me
I’ve been hanging around this town on a corner
I’ve been bummin’ around this old town for way too long..."
"And last night I had something so good
These days get so long and I have nothing to do
I’ve been hanging around this town on a corner
I’ve been bummin’ around this old town for way too long
I’ve been hanging around this town on a corner
I’ve been bummin’ around this old town for way too long
We spent all day getting sober
Just hiding from the daylight
And watching tv
It just look a lot better in the blue light
Well you know I gotta get out
But I’m stuck so tight
Weighed by the chains that keep me
I’ve been hanging around this town on a corner
I’ve been bummin’ around this old town for way too long..."
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Book of Morrissey
There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die
-- How Soon Is Now?,
The Smiths, Meat Is , 1985
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die
-- How Soon Is Now?,
The Smiths, Meat Is , 1985
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Popular Poetry
I have mentiond her in high esteem before and felt it only fair to show a segement of her work. As i have mentioned before her provacative work was almost liquidated by popes and various leaders, but her impact was so immense that it traveld the globe and was impossible to destroy. There are only peices and fragments left to translate, but recently a 12 lyric poem of hers was found in a egyptian tomb and was almost complete, close to 12 lyrics long.
Ode to a Loved One
By Sappho
BLEST as the immortal gods is she,
The youth who fondly sits by thee,
And hears and sees thee, all the while,
Softly speaks and sweetly smile.
'Twas this deprived my soul of rest,
And raised such tumults in my breast;
For, while I gazed, in transport tossed,
My breath was gone, my voice was lost;
My bosom glowed; the subtle flame
Ran quick through all my vital frame;
O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung;
My ears with hollow murmurs rung;
In dewy damps my limbs were chilled;
My blood with gentle horrors thrilled:
My feeble pulse forgot to play;
I fainted, sunk, and died away.
Ode to a Loved One
By Sappho
BLEST as the immortal gods is she,
The youth who fondly sits by thee,
And hears and sees thee, all the while,
Softly speaks and sweetly smile.
'Twas this deprived my soul of rest,
And raised such tumults in my breast;
For, while I gazed, in transport tossed,
My breath was gone, my voice was lost;
My bosom glowed; the subtle flame
Ran quick through all my vital frame;
O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung;
My ears with hollow murmurs rung;
In dewy damps my limbs were chilled;
My blood with gentle horrors thrilled:
My feeble pulse forgot to play;
I fainted, sunk, and died away.
Public Pamphlet on Blog Depression
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Fun Fact
Today in History, Aug 3
1982 — Michael Hardwick is arrested for when a police officer observes him with another man in his own bedroom in Georgia. The district attorney eventually drops the charges, but Hardwick decides to challenge the constitutionality of Georgia's law. In 1986 the Supreme Court will decide that states can treat certain acts of consensual as criminal acts, a decision not overturned until June of 2003.
2004 — Missouri voters stop beating their spouses long enough to overwhelmingly pass a discriminatory state constitutional amendment banning marriage for same-sex couples.
1982 — Michael Hardwick is arrested for when a police officer observes him with another man in his own bedroom in Georgia. The district attorney eventually drops the charges, but Hardwick decides to challenge the constitutionality of Georgia's law. In 1986 the Supreme Court will decide that states can treat certain acts of consensual as criminal acts, a decision not overturned until June of 2003.
2004 — Missouri voters stop beating their spouses long enough to overwhelmingly pass a discriminatory state constitutional amendment banning marriage for same-sex couples.
Look into it
Thought one of you might enjoy it, though i am sure you have heard of the band before look into again the music it isnt bad at all, in fact there completing a European Tour, Brian Travis Band (hey you should soo look into getting one of their T-shirts because they have an awsome underground following and its totally a cool band anme). Its a mix between Guster and DMB.
Monday, August 01, 2005
Book of Morrissey
Our unsleepable friend
Gets the message on an ill wind
"All your friends and your foes
Would rather die than have to touch you"
-- Disappointed,
Morrissey, Bona Drag, 1990
Gets the message on an ill wind
"All your friends and your foes
Would rather die than have to touch you"
-- Disappointed,
Morrissey, Bona Drag, 1990
Quote
"So your church doesnt like alchohol or homsxuals, really i cant image heaven with out either."
From the Movie Latter Day.
From the Movie Latter Day.
A Song for You
Incubus "nice to Know You" hits a note with me today as i unofficially say "like walking on pins and needles, it was nice to know you and... good bye"
"Better than watching geller bending silver spoons
Better than witnessing newborn nebulas in bloom
She who sees from 'up high' smiles and surely sings
Perspective pries your once weighty eyes and it gives you wings
I haven’t felt the way, I feel today
In so long it’s hard for me to specify
I’m beginning to notice
How much this feels like a waking limb
Pins and needles, nice to know you
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
To know you"
"Better than watching geller bending silver spoons
Better than witnessing newborn nebulas in bloom
She who sees from 'up high' smiles and surely sings
Perspective pries your once weighty eyes and it gives you wings
I haven’t felt the way, I feel today
In so long it’s hard for me to specify
I’m beginning to notice
How much this feels like a waking limb
Pins and needles, nice to know you
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
Good-bye, Nice to Know You
To know you"
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