sometimes it does feel like time flies by

ya know

gettin off work you find yourself nice and chill

maybe you buy yourself some beer

maybe some smoke

what ever gets ya nice and chill

fuck maybe you just wanna bake some cookies

get all betty crocker

whatever makes you nice and chill

its cool

so you sitting there

maybe smoking

maybe drinkin

maybe dunkin 

warm chochlote chip cookie

cool glass a milk

i dunno

i feel like a cookie though

oh yeah

i forgot what my point was

so

you got feet propped up

nice cushy foot rest

flipping the tele

local news seem awright

someones remains are found

some lil town nearby

not sure whos

flip the channel again

espn

yeah man

gotta see if my team won tonight

you remember how they did the season before

thats right i listened to that shit on the radio

got cable turned off

yeah thats right

for whatever reason this random thought makes you think bout bills

your eyes widen

bout month ago you left the electric bill on top fridge

you already lil behind with them

i was going to get to that you recall


damn

feels like that was a week ago

looking over at your brand new xbox

you try to remember where you put your damn receipt

fuckin time flys by 

how someone says "time flys by"

dont know bout that

I think when you think bout it

it crawls like a thirsty dog

hot sun beating down

no water in sight

whimpering poor dog

crawls on

looking

for any dirty puddle

poor dog

aww whats that he see!

silvery waves in sight

doggie licks his chops

the wind blows

flipping over

silvery salvation no mo

three mucketeers it says!

poor dog

just a candy wrapper

dog crawls on

so yeah

ya know

not really

well ya i know what you mean

you lost on what?

LMAO

dude

thats not what i heard

and slowly the lil girl stiches

the black button

on her blind doll

I'm chillin

Few moments ago i was outside. Sitting on the grass lookin at the stars.

The blades of green was ticking my legs just abit.

Cool, slightly moist.


I looked up into the sky.

Stars seemed everywhere.

I felta deep thought coming.

lifted my finger and pointed at some bright dot in the sky

One ...two..three

I began to count

Sometime after five i got thirsty.

Looking down at my beer I could read budweiser in the moonlight.

Ahh baby.

I lifted the can and took a sip.

i feel awright.

I began to think

Man

Wouldn't it be cool

If i had some chochlate cherries right now.

mmm those damn good

oh yeah

you know the part bout the moonlight..well

be honest i just say that cuz it sounds good

im feelin like a fullmoon kinda groove.

aint no fkin moon out there

just sww damn stars and couple clouds drift by

i got me a orange street light shining down on me

pick my beer up and take another sip

yeah i got a lil buzz goin on

gettin warm i think

getup to get nother brew

come back with another brew


feels cold

yeah

crack open the top

mmm

take a sip

you know if our world was a lil tribe

you know everyone

lil fellow tribeman come shaking ya hut one day

"hey mufasa"


"what you want asshole! its 7 a.m.!"

Okay so thats bout as far as i got in that deep thought.

Sitting here i start to rub my chin

Uhh i got nuttin

Lookin back in the sky i continue

Six, seven, eight

Awright i kinda promised someone i would do a blog ...umm last week. Sorry jen..lol. My minds been a blank. Still is

Anyways this isnt a good one but i guess i can share this.

I was riffling through my parents photos and found this one.  I did slightly edit it though by adding a sunny pic..cuz well..ya know.



As you can see i was caught by suprise. Well i dont really look suprised but im sure i was. Im not sure who took this photo, fucker, or even remember it. Im guessing i was ten or something here..beats the fk outta me.


By closer examination i see towels in the sink, and what appears to cloths at my feet. Im thinkin i was bout to take a shower but was gonna take care of my business first. I musta been thirsty too i s'pose  by the looks of the cup by my foot.



Hmm i gotta say, this is my first and hopefully only pic on the comode.


Anyways, thats some semi nakedness of me i s'pose i feel like sharing.


Sorry..i was going to share my getting arrested story but im not up to it at the moment.


ohhh sht ..also being fathers day..or it was few mins ago ..for my brother and sista
heres a nice random pic of dad.




Yeah you know he was overseas on this one. Mom didnt allow no staches like that when he was home!


Anyways..peace and smilez :)

 
Man I'm tired right now but too awake to sleep. Anxiety I guess.
 
Soon. Very soon the days will linger in reverie.
 
 
In my mind I'll take shelter from the darkening skys.
 
I can hear the crackling thunder getting nearer.
 
I'm hungry but my cupboards are bare.
 
I don't know how I'm going to do this.
 
Rain begins to patter on my roof.
 
On my kitchen table lies a plate of crumbs and a big fat black rat nibbling on
them.
 
"Hey Oscar you wanna share some of that"? I ask Mr.rat.
 
He looks up and twitches his whiskers in acknowledgment and a dusting of crumbs falls from them.
 
"Well Oscar I guess it's just me and you for awhile huh"
 
He goes back to eating the crumbs.
 
I sit across from Oscar and Look out the window.  Trees are swaying and rain is really coming down now.
 
"Looks like the storms here my friend, guess we not going anywhere for awhile."
 
"Don't suppose you know how to play rummy"?
 
This time Oscar just continues to eat the crumbs.Dem some good crumbs I s'pose. Must be Wondercrumb.
 
 The roof begins to leak and drip on my head.
 
My shelter sucks but its all I got now.
 
Goodbye ..take care ...and all that good shit.
 
The storm is here  and the extended forcast doesn't for see the skys clearing for awhile.
 
I'm just hoping theres no damn hail, my shelter can only stand so much.
 
PEACE

It was a fuckin hoot. 
I don't know what it is but everytime I get arrested its never normal. Maybe it's just me.
I kinda feel like doin a blog bout it but im rather tired right now and look forward to a night in bed.

 

reading some book "call of the nightbird i think" ..i dunno..kinda buzxzed right now ..so thats all i got to sday boyt that

Back in November I read my first Ray Bradbury Novel "Something Wicked Along This Way Comes". It was a great book . The movie version I love aswell. I've also read some of his short stories in the collection "October Country".  Very good reading.
 
What sticks out about this author for me is he loves metaphors and similies.  My memory is terrible however so I rarely remember some that I read. I probally should work on my retaining ability. 
 
When I was a kid I remember liking his show aswell. "Ray Bradbury Theater" was a series based on his stories i guess back in the 80's. For the life of me I can't remember any of the shows. The only thing I can recall is the begining of the show where he's typing away at his typewriter and all the cool little figurines in his office .
 
As far as remembering any episopes all i can come up with is a empty playground in some urban setting with a swing on a swingset swinging by itself in the late afternoon hours. The sky is darkening red and children are laughing but theres no children in the playground, just the rusty swingset and monkeybars. Thats all i remember. Its weird. Probally the end of some episode i imagine. Im going to make a mental note to get the series on DVD one day.  Course this is kinda a note to myself huh.....my memory is no good for mental notes anyhow.
 
Anyways, I just read "Fahrenheit 451".
 
What a terrific book.
 
I don't know why this is not a book I was made to read in school. The books I remember reading that held great literary value were "Animal Farm", "Of Mice and Men", "Tom Sawyer", and "Lord of the Flies". Those are all great books but there should have been more.
 
Maybe this book was banned in my schools I attended. Who knows. It is on some banned list.  The reason some people had problems with this book is because of burning of the bible and the use of a couple fowl words..nothing to bang ya head about really though.
 
Harry Potter is on alot of banned list, funny. People are fuckin idiots that spread censorship and thats what this book is about.
 
This sci-fi classic takes place in the future.  Montag , the main character, is a fireman but no fireman like we have. These fireman hoses shoot out kerosene soaking up books any citizen unlawfully owns and then lights em up. Plus they burn the homes for good measure.
 
It's a interesting future. Basically alot of people stopped reading and fireman were something the government added later.  People have these 4 wall tv's in their home for entertainment and to stay happy. Be with their families, thats what the people they see on these tvs.
 
Well Montag takes books home and questions what he's doing and if books are really bad. Another thing that helps him is some young gal he meets and talks too that has nice insight on life...unlike his wife who pretty much loves her "families".
 
Anyways, its a interesting book because theres alot of truth to it. Censorship has been around forever and its here today and not in only books. Go to walmart and pick up a cd w/vulgar language and it says edited. When was the last time we really had a third voice in politics spewed to us in the media besides Democraps and Republicraps. Hell the Democraps wanna add something called " The Fairness Doctrine" to force political radio 50/50 between the two. Fuckin joke. Look at North Korea. The government control everything in their society, books, internet, music.
 
We did make one place more free though(IRAQ)...seems nobody cares about that kinda stuff anymore. Thats something the book shows is how people are more interested in their entertainment then things that really matter. We're slowly getting there.
 
 

 
 

Awright I read Bentley Little's " Death Intinct". I friggon love this author.
Basically the book is about alot dead bodies popping  up, the first body found is some poor smuck the got got skinned, so theres a killa on the loose.
Well all of Littles books are pretty weird so the killa ended up being some drooling retarded kid.  The way he spins this possibility is the kid is special.
Savant syndrome is a condition that occurs in autistic or mentally challenged people. Like that Dustin Hoffman movie ya know " Rain Man" where the person has a incredable ability in music , math or something. Hoffman was more autistic savant which comprise bout 50% of all savants, so says the internet, and the other 50% consist of mentally challeged people. They are called idiot savants.
Seems kinda a mean way to label them but thats what Dr. J. Langdon Down labeled them back in 1887. He also coined the term Down's syndrome.
Savant is derived from the french word savoir meaning knowing or wise. An idiot is a unintelligent person so there ya go.
Umm my brain was rolling on all cylinders for a sec then got distracted.
I got nothing now ;(
Reading Ray Bradbury's classic " Fahrenheit 451" . Its short book and ive been meaning to check it out.

Well James Herbert's "Moon" was a pretty crappy book w/one of the most forgetable bad guys out there.  I figured it was just because I just read a really good book but naw, its rubbish.
 
I started reading Bentley Little's "Death Instinct" and have breezed through a hundred pages already. It's easy reading. When it comes to horror this guy is a master.
 
One of the things I didn't like about "Moon" was most of the chapters pretty much follow one characters point of view w/the occaisional view of the bad guy or a tiny chapter of another character every now and then. Can you imagine reading a novel version of Tom Hanks "Castaway"? It would be pretty fuckin boring w/him just talking to Wilson alot I guess. If a writer is truely gifted with words and descriptions then it would be awright I s'pose but Herbert not that gifted.
 
Cormac McCarthy's " The road"  point of view is basically a father and son's  as they travel down some highway in a post-apocalypic world were it seems most everything is dead and theres not much to hope for, but they have each other. Thats a great novel and that kinda story was great to have such a singular point of view to carry it. Not to mention McCarthy is very gifted with descriptions. The only problem with that fella is he doesn't use quotation marks and that drives me crazy.
 
Anyways, I love authors that know how to blend multiple characters into their story. 
 
After reading about 600 pages of Dan Simmons "The Terror" he dedicated one whole chapter to a character that was briefly mentioned in the book.  It was a character who was dieing in the book and it was his birthday. Without going too much into detail Simmons was going from one scene to another and instead of bogging down the story by having 50 pages dedicated to it he split up the points of views so he introduced a different characters point of view. It makes a story flow better.
 
Here's an example of what I mean.
 
You got a couple thats sitting in Dennys talking about this and that, then pay their tab and leave. Now this couple could be the main part of the story and you just continue with the story with them or you put something in between  after they leave. Maybe the gal who was serving them or someone sitting in the next booth that overheard their conversation. Hell you could use the guy that pumps their gas down the street or use someone elses point of view before they enter the next scene.
 
Well this is something Herbert didn't do to well with. 
 
When the sun rises some people see beauty others see another long day beginning. It's best to show multiple points of view to make a story really good.
 
Anyways, I was just thinking about that.
 
The last book I read that really disappointed me was Scott Smiths " The Ruins", but for other reasons.  "Moon" didn't disappoint me as much because I didn't have high expectations.
 
Well now Im gonna continue reading  "Death Instinct", Little never disappoints me ;)