Who can take a sunrise
Sprinkle it with dew
Cover it in chocolate and a miracle or two
The Candy Man
The Candy Man can
The Candy Man can 'cause he mixes it with love and makes the world taste good
I've been sitting here, watching movies on my sisters computer and typing away on this one.
watched the original willy wonka, and now i'm watching harvey, two of my favorite movies.
it makes me happy.
i'm feeling soooo relaxed right now.
i'm sitting directly under the air conditioner vent so i can wrap up in a blanket and be happy. if only i could smoke my pipe indoors...
wow... we've hit a new low...
and i thought the "normal" dating websites were bad
Random thoughts and musings...
an exhaustive essay by me
a quick warning... this is mostly meaningless prattle that hasn't been spell checked or anything checked, nothing new about that i suppose...
continue at your own risk.
If i could play the violin... well i just don't know... i really don't have the patience for an instrument so i really couldn't play the violin, but if i could... i'd do something, something amazing and unpredictable and beautiful.
but i can't play the violin, or any other instrument for that matter. well that's a lie, i can play a mean jaw harp, but would you count that? i wouldn't. what i do count is this one instrument that i don't know the name of but it's really neat. neato, and keen...
so many silly little words that we use... keen... peachy... how does bad mean good? i've never understood that. nobody has actually been able to explain it to me. meaning of words being completly determined by the people using them, that's scary to me. what if i'm talking to some person about something completly inocent but they misinterpret all my words and instead of saying hi how are you i really say drop dead you bastard... and then they'd hit me or something... i took karate several years ago, but i don't remember any of it, i'd get slaughtered...
you know the huricane? "here comes the story of the huricane the man the authorities came to blame for something he never done..." yah well he confessed, i don't know about you but that's extreemly disapointing to me, because i really like that song. it's a fun song, i'm listening to it right now...
i started out this day listening to wilco, moved on to elton john, and now i'm just listening to a song or two on a cd and then switching...
Brennan manning has really funny eyebrows... they look like catapillars, he's a funny looking guy. the ragamuffin gospel is one of my favorite books about christianity, that and blue like jazz by donald miller.
Who needs more coffee? I DO!
to bad all my mom has around the house is that folgers crap...
but that's ok because i have tea! tea, tea, tea, beautiful tea how do i love thee let me count the ways...
i can't play poker, it's not a game at which i have any talent... now go fish... that's a manly man's game right there...
I could have been the champion of the world... but then i forgot all my mad karate skills... could have been worse i suppose, i could have been put in a prison cell... that would prevent me from being the champion of the world...
ok, the basement tapes... spring of 2003, who picked track four on disc one? i'm really curious, mostly because i really hate that song and wish it would die... we really need to bring back the basement tapes this year...
St. Elmo has got to be the coolest little town anywhere...
catapillars... why? fuzzy little guys with lots of legs that spin a cacoon and turn into butterflies... why not just make butterflies?
a more pressing nature... telephones... why? who actually wants their workplace to be able to get in touch with them? but i suppose that one will go down as a question for the ages... among other questions such as why couldn't have frank herbert lived just long enough to finish the last dune book so that we wouldn't have to put up his son's horrible excuses for books? why did fox cancel firefly after only one season? the world may never know...
the dodgers, I love the dodgers... they rock my socks. even if they have an idiot owner. oh for the days when they were family owned... damn the man...
Starbucks... why do people like their coffee? it's burned people! they overcook their beans by a good 2-3 minutes, charred... bitter... worthless. I hate fucking frapacinos... if i ever have to make another frapacino for another highschooler i'll do something.... something horrible, unpredictable, and malevolent. maybe i'll tell them just how many calories are in those suckers, i'll give you a hint the venti size aproaches your recomended daily dosage of calories...
The espresso bar, that's where it's at. I love espresso: mixed with drinks, straight shots, or plain old espresso beans, they're all wonderful...
Covenant College own's your soul...
Contract is so vague the college could get away with murder.
silly conservatives way to trusting of governing bodies...
this just in from the front:
2nd belz is once again a guys hall.
Honestly i could care less about the fate of stonehenge except for one thing:
Catacombs has a stairwell again yay!
Loft has finally recieved their comeuppance for dumping water on us from their windows last fall as they have been spread out to the far corners of campus and Caledon had been moved up to third belz.
i can see nothing but good coming from this.
the distance looks so much smaller when you zoom out far enough...
hopefully i won't actually be driving through that... it's some of the most desolate and boring landscape in the country...
yay for Texas, Oklahoma, and arkansaw...
yah...
with any luck i'll be flying.
What would i do for a klondike bar?
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this
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to bad you can't see me...
The help get david back on his feet fund is now in full affect.
all donations will go towards helping Mr. Katzman run back to chattanooga as fast as possible with his tail between his legs.
thankyou and have a pleasent day.
It was so hot today
unbelievably hot
and so dry
so dehydrated
it was 111 degrees outside today
i was walking around in this weather
Why does my family live in the desert!
ba bum ba bum ba ba bum ba bum
la la la la LAAAAAA
stupid friends back in chattanooga! don't call me when your at waffle house! it makes me jealous! I want hashbrowns! I want to pick jukebox songs! i want to drink horendous amounts of coffee! I want to blow smoke in the faces of all the silly on contract people!
why oh why oh why does it take so long to get from here to chattanooga.
where's my transporter?!?!?
Where's my flying car! with a robot driver! It's 2005 damn it! this is the future! i want my flying car!
"Alcohol, my permanent accessory
Alcohol, a party-time necessity
Alchool, alternative to feeling like yourself
O Alcohol, I still drink to your health
I love you more than I did the week before
I discovered alcohol"
Damn propriety
so what if i had a beer and a cigarette before five pm
i have a perfectly good excuse:
my bloody fucking loan agent.
if i'm not supposed to drink before five then people should not talk with me about monetary issues before five.
i just don't deal with it very well.
if i didn't have a job interview this afternoon i'd get completly trashed and not speak to anyone for several days.
I KNOW I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY OR A JOB.
financial aid my ass.
these things do not matter, in the grand scheme of things all of this is meaningless. i understand this, why can't anyone else get it through dense matter hidden beneath their sculls.
"Fuck it dude, let's go bowling"
so when billy corgan released his new album "the future embrace" he also anounce that he was going to get the smashing pumkins back together.
bit late on talking about this i suppose but i've been not on a computer for a while...
yay for the return of the pumkins.