Love is a lie, that tempts all men... but only for a while - till i fall in love again..
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Feeling Blue- or barely happy - ( HAPPY-ISH)
and one sent me this:
( thank you shayde )
her words =>
I know what you mean about the loneliness.
Here's a blog from last week:
You Can’t Always Get a Pony and an Ice Cream Sundae
The lesson that I’ve been working with all week. I understood the lesson, only there was one problem…
I really w-a-n-t-e-d a pony and an ice cream sundae, which led to a wicked case of The Cooties.
I came down with The Cooties a few days ago and I’m writing this in hopes of an ailment.
In case you’re wondering what The Cooties are let me explain.
People who have The Cooties have a fucked up attitude problem, and they KNOW that they’re the ones with the problem, only they can’t shake the chip on their ever growing hunchback-like shoulder.
It's usually caused by stress, working too hard and the repercussions of not staying in tuned with themselves. Going so long and then finally screaming, "ENOUGH!!!!! I need I need I neED InEeD i nEED!!!"
And what transpires is an overdose of self-indulgence, sarcasm and unfocused anger.
When a person with The Cooties needs to apologize it will look something like this:
“Okay, I forgive you already….”
“Dude…you can’t be mad at me forever, it’s bad for your health….come on now…”
And then I got a visit from the Bad Advice Bears as I was leaving work yesterday. For those of you who have seen Avenue Q you will immediately understand and can fast forward to where it says HERE:
For everyone else The Bad Advice Bears are as cute as buttons, they look like the Care Bears, the female wears pearls around her neck. They have very happy, high-pitched voices and they give really bad advice.
HERE: So there I am walking out of work…
*poof*
Bad Advice Bear #1: “Wow….it sure is dark outside….why don’t you skip school tonight?”
Bad Advice Bear #2: “Yeah, you’ve been under a lot of StrEsS lately…why don’t you just kick back and open a bottle of wine? YYYYYYEEEEAAAHHHH!!!”
Shayde: “Guys, cut it out I really have to get to school.”
Bad Advice Bear #1: “Okay…….”
Bad Advice Bear #2: “Have it your way…..”
(still floating around my head as I try to ignore their magnetic onyx button eyes)
Bad Advice Bear #2: “Well, you could go shopping for stripey socks first and get a fresh box of cRaYonS and THEN open a bottle of wine, YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHH!!!!”
Bad Advice Bear #1:”YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!”
Shayde: “It is cold outside…”
So there I am in my car with The Cooties and bad ideas running through my head. Now, here’s a question, why is it when you have the cooties everyone seems to be able to smell the stench from miles away? I called a few friends and the cootie odor sent me straight to voicemail.
“Okay…yeah I can see how I deserve voicemail….but FINE! I don’t need you. I DON’T NEED ANYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” This is one of the major problems with The Cooties. You need extra love and someone to tell you that you’re alright but you’re foaming at the mouth and ready to bite at whoever’s the closest to you. When you have The Cooties you’re stuck with yourself and your attitude. I knew this was a bad case because I didn’t even want to hang out with myself.
I did manage to get a hold of some friends that were immune to my cooties. The ~legendary~ Brian Mazo himself . I told him that he had to move back to Los Angeles. I still don't know how he manages to blink away my threats. And I got my Brudder on the phone. His advice sounds something like this:
“Yeah well, ya know…..sometimes ya just gotta have The Cooties. Lay low for awhile and let them work it out.”
I thought of my options:
Option#1: Get drunk, pass out, and forget who I am for a few hours….
But that won’t work because I’ll only wake up to myself having to go to work and still with the cooties plus a hangover
Option#2: Meditate and ritualize the ickies away
Yeah yeah I burned some Godamn sage and candles, went over my gratitude list and listened to Dead Can Dance but I didn’t see no ponies or ice cream sundaes floating my way
Option #3: Just be a tree. Shut the fuck up for a little while, hang out with my skanky self and try to work it out with some crayons, paint, journal pages and wine I went for number 3.
Feeling better this morning.
A song that I really like is on the radio. The cooties are melting away…..
I think I might just hitch a ride to pistachio and butterscotch horizons on a Shetland pony.
Friday, October 12, 2007
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Friday, May 18, 2007
From Welding To Typing
It took me years, but it's official
I'm a professional web developer.
used to be a full time custom metal fabricator.
now i build websites..
I love it when a plan comes together.
nothing like keeping a promise...
to your self..
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Amazing Math
YOUR AGE BY EATING OUT
Don't tell me your age; you probably would tell a falsehood anyway-but your waiter may know!
YOUR AGE BY DINER & RESTAURANT MATH
This is pretty neat.
DON'T CHEAT
BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!
It takes less than a minute. Work this out as you read ...
Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out!
This is not one of those waste of time things, it's fun.
1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to go out to eat.
(more than once but less than 10)
2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)
3. Add 5
4. Multiply it by 50
5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1757...
If you haven't, add 1756.
6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born.
7. ADD ONE FOR EVERY YEAR AFTER 2007.
You should have a three digit number.
The first digit of this was your original number.
(i.e., How many times you want to go out to restaurants in a week.)
The next two numbers are
YOUR AGE ! ------ (Oh YES, it is!!!)
Friday, February 16, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
deo on the scene
In 2005 I completed fabricating this project with two other guys, the guy running the job - ( he did the bow), the guy who did most of the ribbons..
and me - the guy who did the boxes and the bow brace, and I did all the braces that hold that thing to the building
I'm SOO PROUD!!!
Creative Engineering consulted me
God gave me the skills
:)
Thursday, February 08, 2007
is that my baby? ( sung to the theme of CeeLo "Crazy")
...crazy....
I remember when
I remember
I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that face
Even your booty had an ego
and Not so much space
Mmm�
And when we were out there
Without care
Yeah, I was about your touch
And it wasn't because I could't get enough
I just got too much
Mmm�
Is that my baby?
Is that my baby?
Is that my baby?
Probably
I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice
That's my only advice
Mmm�
Come on now
Who were you
Who were you
Who were you
Who were you with that month
Ha ha ha
Bless your soul
You really think I am the one?!?!?
Well
I think you're mommy
I think you're mommy
I think you're mommy
How could it be
Dad never had the heart
To live the life and have a kid
An all I remember
Is thinking I'll never be like him
Mmm�
Ever since I was boy
Ever since I was boy we've had our fun
It was no evidence I've come
I won't die when I'm done
But it may be my baby
But it may be my baby
It is my baby!
Probably
Aaah�ooooh�
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Welders eye
Every craftsman no matter
what his craft, when he hit's a level
of mastery that only comes with time
spent DOING a thing...
eventualy ones body accepts damage
and in healing tries to protect against further damage.
for keymakers - it's chewed up fingertips
for carpenters is splinters
welder gets the light damaged eyes
10 years ago i was teaching welding at a notable
school that shall remain nameless..
Last year was the last time i picked up a torch ( 05 actually)
there are pictures of that job below
Nicotine Lunch
Ok, got a new job
work with great people
my skin is clearing up
I feel 2007 to be a year
where I will spread my wings
I feel a goat-tee comming on!!
I'm actually warm at this point
you should have seen me getting off the train
walking down 34th street
the wind licks down that street
like a St.Bernard at a rescue!!
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
...crazy....
I remember
I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space
Mmm�
And when you're out there
Without care
Yeah, I was out of touch
But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much
Mmm�
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Does that make me crazy
Probably
I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice
That's my only advice
Mmm�
Come on now
Who do you
Who do you
Who do you
Who do you think you are
Ha ha ha
Bless your soul
You really think you're in control?!?!?
Well
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me
My heros had the heart
To build the life I want to live
An all I remember
Is thinking I wanna be like them
Mmm�
Ever since I was little
Ever since I was little it looked like fun
It was no coincidence I've come
An I can die when I'm done
But maybe I'm crazy
But maybe you're crazy
Maybe we're crazy
Probably
Aaah�ooooh�
believe that shit?
like the words were written for us Leese
Friday, January 19, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
LOVE -IS- EVOL
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is a lie
that tempts all men
but only for a while...
till I fall in love again,
cause it's only real when your in it...
Deo '07'