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Sunday, June 28, 2009
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http://prairiehome.publicradio.org/www_publicradio/tools/media_player/popup.php?name=phc/2009/06/20/phc_20090620_64&starttime=01:53:50&endtime=01:56:15
GK: So it’s summer in Chicago
(BIRDS, FN BIG SATISFIED SIGH), the sun is shining, people are out
riding their bikes (SFX), and it’s beautiful (FN BIG OPERATIC SING) and
you feel wonderful — and you update your Facebook book (TAPPING, FN:
I am... updating my Facebook page...) and you play a fast game of
tennis (SFX) and on your way back you step in a big pile of (SPLORT) —
yes, dog stuff— but it’s a beautiful day, and you feel at peace with
the world (FN: OMMMMM) and you put on your old Ravi
Shankar album (SITAR, TABLA) and you meditate — (FN HUMMING) and what
the universe seems to be telling you is —FN REVERB: I
must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all
I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by. (BOAT HORN)
GK: And you go down to the lake and get in
the boat. (RIGGING, SAIL) It isn’t your boat, but you can deal with
that later. You’ve never sailed but you’ve seen it on movies and
(RIGGING, PULLEY) you get the sail up and the wind catches it (SAIL
FILLS, WHOOOOOAAAAA) and away you go and you don’t have time to untie
it from the dock so (WOODEN BREAKAGE, SHOUTS) the dock comes with you
and the sail is out full — (SEAGULLS) And it’s beautiful, it’s
incredible, it’s the most thrilling experience you’ve had as an adult—
(RIGGING) and you Twitter—
(TAPPING KEYS)
FN: I MUST GO DOWN TO THE SEAS AGAIN FOR THE CALL OF THE RUNNING tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
GK: And suddenly (WHALE) An enormous black
whale pushes up alongside the boat and now you look straight ahead and
(CRY OF ALARM) — there’s a boat straight ahead and so you leap (SFX)
onto the whale’s back (YES!) or what you thought was the whale’s back
but actually it was yawning at the time (WHALE SWALLOWING MAN, MAN
GOING INTO STOMACH) and you go down the esophagus and into the stomach
and it’s very acidy down there, and dark and not pleasant at all—
FN: Okay, Lord — I’m ready to go to Nineveh now.
GK: And thank goodness you walked in that dog
poop. Because the whale is getting ready to vomit you up (SFX), the
whale is very sick to its stomach (SFX) and finally the whale barfs and
out you go (SFX) and you’re thrown up on land in a pool of whale vomit
and — (FN: I got it on video!) someone got it on video and it’s going to be seen 3 million times in the next two weeks.
GK: Wouldn't this be a good time for a piece
of Rhubarb pie? Yes, nothing gets the taste of shame and humiliation
out of your mouth like Bebopareebop Rhubarb Pie.
(RHUBARB CHEER)
ALL:
R-H-U-B-A-R-B
(CLAPS)
MAKES A PERSON WILD AND FREE
(DRUMS)
L-I-B-E-R-T-Y
(CLAPS)
SERVE IT IN A CAKE OR PIE
(DRUMS)
BEBOPAREEBOP
BEBOPAREEBOP
BEBOPAREEBOP
...YEAH.
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Monday, October 20, 2008
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I am wrecked. I am overblown. I am also fed up with the common cold. But I just hate to say goodbye To all the metaphors and lies That have taken me years to come up with. Say it's true. Say you like me. (I like you.) Just for the night. for me, it's been eternity.. And as I gently sip this drink, I think about my lack of future, And all the places I could learn to fall in love. I know I shouldn't waste my time, Wishing I'd been better designed, yet for some reason still think I am wrecked. I am overblown. I am also fed up with the fucking common cold! When I just want to feel alive for the first time in my life, I just want to feel attractive today.
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Thursday, October 02, 2008
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(And today was a day just like any other) I'm on the verge, I'm on the verge Unraveling with every word With every word you say, make me believe That I won't feel your tires on the street As I'm finding the words... you're getting away I come undone, oh yes, I do Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you And every word you say, say something sweet Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth As I'm finding the words... you're getting away Well I'm ready, I'm ready to drop Oh, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't stop I'm ready so don't stop, Keep pushing I'm ready to fall, oh, I'm ready I'm ready so don't call, I'm ready so don't call I am aware, I've been misled I disconnect my heart, my head Don't wanna recognize when things go bad The things that you'll accept Except that I am finding the words... to say I'm ready, I'm ready to drop Oh oh oh oh oh, I'm ready I'm ready so don't stop I'm ready so don't stop (I wake up to find it's another Four aspirin morning, and I dive in I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday. When did society decide that we had to change And wash a tee shirt after every individual use: If it's not dirty, I'm gonna wear it. I take the stairs to the car And there's fog on the windows. (And I'm Fighting the words...) I need caffeine in my blood stream, I take caffeine in the blood stream. I grip the wheel and all at once I realize: (And you're getting away...) My life has become a boring pop song And everyone's singing along.) Well, I'm ready, to drop, well, I'm ready I'm ready so don't stop, oh Well, keep pushing, I'm ready to fall Well, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't call I'm ready so don't call, oh... oh... oh...
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Thursday, September 25, 2008
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So I have been reading this blog for a while now, and I have been meaning to post this for a while, but I am lazy and haven't. I thought it was pretty funny. Tell me what you think.
http://jurassicpark.org/jurassic-park-4
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Friday, June 13, 2008
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Lets get fucked up and die I'm speakng figuratively, of course.. Like the last time that I committed suicide.. social suicide.. Yeah, so I'm already dead on the inside, But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs, I have learned to love the lie. I wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent. I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense.. yeah Let me in, let me in to the club, cuz I wanna belong, And I need to get strong, and if memory serves, I'm addicted to words and they're useless. (In this department) Let's get fucked up and die.. I'm riding hard on the last lines of every lie, And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode, I'm about to explode. I'm a mess, I'm a wreck. I am perfect, and I have learned to accept all my problems and short comings, Cause I am so visceral, yet deeply inept. I want to thank you for being a part of my forget-me-nots and marigolds.. And all the things that don't get old.. Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know. It's the only way I have learned to express myself through other peoples' descriptions of life.. I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless... (In this department) Let's get fucked up and die. For the last time with feeling we'll try not to smile As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights That still shock and surprise. I believe that I can, overcome this and beat everything in the end But I choose to abuse for the time being, maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die. Sister soldier You’ve been such a positive influence on my mental frame If I could ever repay you, I would, but I'm hard up for cash And my memory lacks initiative. God damn the liquor store's closed, we were so close to scoring it hurts, it destroys 'til it kills.. I am tired and hungry and totally useless. (In this department)
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Tuesday, April 15, 2008
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Ok so I totally want to change my myspace layout. But I am having trouble deciding what I should do. Hit me up and I will change to make you guys happy
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Friday, November 30, 2007
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Current mood:  geeky
Category: Blogging
So it has been quite a while since I have updated so I decided to take some time from my very busy life to tell all those who read this and care (All two of you) what's up. I broke up with Deana that is really the best thing I could have done, she was just weighing me down so much, I was looseing the best time of my life and thank you to those who helped me realize that. I got a job, and not just any job a career, in the field I was trying to get into. I am a camera opperator at WJXT Channel 4 (www.news4jax.com). It isn't the best job in the world and infact I am the lowest paid person in the building, but I love it, and it's where I need to be to get the chance to do what I really want to do. I am dating the most amazeing person in the world, and now looking back I should have put that further on the list but I am too lazy to go ahead and change this whole post. She is smart and funny and I love her to death, she is the type of person that when I wake up every morning it makes me glad that she is laying next to me. With my new job and new girlfriend new friends have come into my life, and unfortunetly some have left. Not because we no longer are friends but because they have moved away or our lives just don't have time to see each other. But the total lack of DnD is killing me. Oh yeah I moved out of my mothers house, I live with my girlfriend if that wasa ovious in the statements before. Yes is it a drain on the wallet but living 15 min from work compared to an hour and a half it a great help. Hmmm that is the update on my life.... sure it isn't as great as someother peoples but I am happy, truely and utterly happy for the first time on my life.
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Sunday, August 20, 2006
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TICK ... TICK ... TICK ... TICK ... TICK ... TICK ... The sound you are hearing is not a technical problem. It is not a musical cue. It is not a joke. It is the sound of one man's mounting anxiety. I ... am that man The play I have been hoping to see for a while I have finally viewed, and it was AMAZEING. My normal complaints about live productions where washed away by the second act. The cast was good, the Lead the characters name was Johnny aka Jonathan Larson was ok, I think I could have done it better. The other leads were Michael and Susan. Michael was good, he played a gay man really well, of course I think gay people prolly know how to act that way Susan, apparently she was sick and they didnt do a number because of that, but really I didnt know and neither did my date Kehehe. Anyways, that is not the cool thing. Boho days, my current theme song they did not perform. So after I went up the cast and asked them why, they said they didnt know. So I said come with me and we will perform it in the breezeway. AND THEY DID. Well I sang and they kept the beat. If you want a reference look up Tic Tic BOOM! Boho days to find out what it sounds like, but after when I was leaving the guy who played Johnny came up to me and complemented me on my voice HE SAID I SOUNDED LIKE JOHNATHAN LARSON. ZOMYGOD. Not to mention that all the DA prissy-pants (That is an art school here.) were like WOW YOU ARE REALLY Good So that is my overly awesome noght, IM or call me to hear more. YAY ^_^
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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
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The taste of vomit sticks in my mouth as the chemicals run through my blood to find their way to my brain. Thoughts fill my head of her, and the other. Her because shes gone, and I dont know when she is going to be back if ever. And the other because she lied about something that didnt happen, the lies that the other said hurt her and I. Vision becomes blurred as the cuts sting. The realization that no one is going to see this, the thoughts that no one would really care. People say that she was bad for me, but if she was bad then why did she make me so happy. If she was bad than why did it hurt so much when she spoke those words. The script I was supposed to work on becomes a hind thought the only thing I can think of is how bad it hurt the both of us. Yes I admit doing some wrong but not all of it. Why would I flash a picture of my penis, why would I masturbate on the camera? Why would I do those things when I have the most amazing woman and she loved me and I loved her? Why would I mess that up?
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Sunday, June 25, 2006
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disreguard the last one
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