Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Lakeside
Waking up each day feeling strangely removed and a little depressed. What to do? Maybe I should just dive into work.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Tahoe
Cruising around one of the most beautiful places in the world. I can't stop feeling like I'm missing something or someone
Sunday, July 8, 2012
It's been a long time coming. Has it? Well I'm alone again in so many more ways than just one.
Thrice
"Moving Mountains"
I speak in many tongues to many men
Argue with angels and I alway win
But I don't know the first thing about love
I phropesize and know all mysteries
All hidden things are opened up to me
But I don't know the first thing about love
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/t/thrice/moving_mountains.html ]
I have the keys to open any door
Give all of my possessions to the poor
But I don't know the first thing about love
And moving mountains ain't no thing to me
I've faith enough to cast them to the sea
But I don't know the first thing about love
But all other things shall fade away
While love stands alone and still holds sway
All other things shall fade away
Into the ground, into the grave
I give my body up unto the flames
And never once have I denied your name
But I don't know the first thing about love.
All that and a ten mile hike over one of America's steepest ranges today.
Thrice
"Moving Mountains"
I speak in many tongues to many men
Argue with angels and I alway win
But I don't know the first thing about love
I phropesize and know all mysteries
All hidden things are opened up to me
But I don't know the first thing about love
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/t/thrice/moving_mountains.html ]
I have the keys to open any door
Give all of my possessions to the poor
But I don't know the first thing about love
And moving mountains ain't no thing to me
I've faith enough to cast them to the sea
But I don't know the first thing about love
But all other things shall fade away
While love stands alone and still holds sway
All other things shall fade away
Into the ground, into the grave
I give my body up unto the flames
And never once have I denied your name
But I don't know the first thing about love.
All that and a ten mile hike over one of America's steepest ranges today.
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Friday, June 22, 2012
The Island of Misfit Tasks
Somehow become a powersaw mechanic. Don't get me wrong I enjoy the hell out of it, just didn't see it coming.
The Misfits
Where Eagles Dare
We walk the streets at night
We go where eagles dare
They pick up every movement
They pick up every loser
With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe
An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal
Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe
Let's test your threshold of pain
Let's see how long you last
That's happened in your rape
On bosoms of your past
With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care
Let's go where eagles dare
We'll go where eagles dare
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, hey
The Misfits
Where Eagles Dare
We walk the streets at night
We go where eagles dare
They pick up every movement
They pick up every loser
With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe
An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal
Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, babe
Let's test your threshold of pain
Let's see how long you last
That's happened in your rape
On bosoms of your past
With jaded eyes and features
You think they really care
Let's go where eagles dare
We'll go where eagles dare
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby
I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
You better think about it baby, hey
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Disaperance into the Western Mind
Well here I am wondering if I am making the right choices. Alone or together?
Do I take the path of Teddy and Pinchot, disappear into the West?
Tobasco Donkeys
I Don't Mind
I am looking, I am searching, I have found
Near the ground, my soul, myself, beneath this trail
There's no other place I'd rather be
Can't you see me out here walking
In the rain and hail
The purpose of life, it seems to me
Is not to take yourself too seriously
I wouldn't want to be an old man
Sitting in an office building someplace
Far away, with worry on my face
Well you can take my car, my stereo, my little money
Leave me with nothing but my trail family
Take my dress up clothes, my cheap cologne, my college loans
I don't mind
I don't mind
Well if that tax man comes looking
I'm at ten thousand feet cooking up some oatmeal
Or some rice and beans
I worship the spirit who doesn't just look down
He looks up and through and all around
Find him in the rocks and trees
Cause there's no reason to pray
When you wake up every day to the sunrise
Over Cito Peak
So find some ground, lace up your boots, start walking
And you will find reason
Enough reason to believe
Well you can drop your worries at the parking lot
Or way down in the city where the sun burns hot
Although civilization is a nice place to visit
I wouldn't want to live there
And just one final paragraph of advice
Don't burn yourself out
Be as I am
It's not enough to fight for the land
It's even more important to enjoy it while you can
While it's still here
So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around
Ramble out yonder, explore the woods, encounter a grizz
Climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep
That yet sweet, lucid air
Sit quiet for a while, contemplate the precious stillness, that mystery
And awesome space
Enjoy yourself, keep your brain in your head, and your head attached to your body
Body active and alive
And I promise you this much
I promise you this one sweet victory, over our enemies
Over those desk-bound people with their hearts in a box
And their eyes hypnotized by calculators
I promise you this one sweet victory
You'll outlive the bastards!
Do I take the path of Teddy and Pinchot, disappear into the West?
Tobasco Donkeys
I Don't Mind
I am looking, I am searching, I have found
Near the ground, my soul, myself, beneath this trail
There's no other place I'd rather be
Can't you see me out here walking
In the rain and hail
The purpose of life, it seems to me
Is not to take yourself too seriously
I wouldn't want to be an old man
Sitting in an office building someplace
Far away, with worry on my face
Well you can take my car, my stereo, my little money
Leave me with nothing but my trail family
Take my dress up clothes, my cheap cologne, my college loans
I don't mind
I don't mind
Well if that tax man comes looking
I'm at ten thousand feet cooking up some oatmeal
Or some rice and beans
I worship the spirit who doesn't just look down
He looks up and through and all around
Find him in the rocks and trees
Cause there's no reason to pray
When you wake up every day to the sunrise
Over Cito Peak
So find some ground, lace up your boots, start walking
And you will find reason
Enough reason to believe
Well you can drop your worries at the parking lot
Or way down in the city where the sun burns hot
Although civilization is a nice place to visit
I wouldn't want to live there
And just one final paragraph of advice
Don't burn yourself out
Be as I am
It's not enough to fight for the land
It's even more important to enjoy it while you can
While it's still here
So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around
Ramble out yonder, explore the woods, encounter a grizz
Climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep
That yet sweet, lucid air
Sit quiet for a while, contemplate the precious stillness, that mystery
And awesome space
Enjoy yourself, keep your brain in your head, and your head attached to your body
Body active and alive
And I promise you this much
I promise you this one sweet victory, over our enemies
Over those desk-bound people with their hearts in a box
And their eyes hypnotized by calculators
I promise you this one sweet victory
You'll outlive the bastards!
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Return to thinking.
This has been one of the most trying months on record. Not only have I work well over 300 hours I haven't seen my lady in almost six weeks. This is putting a strain on my mind and our relationship not sure where to go from here. On another note I pulled out my old punk albums and have realized how cathartic it is to listen to some Dead Kennedys with the speakers turned up to 11.
Dead Kennedys:
Kill the Poor
Efficiency and progress is ours once more
Now that we have the Neutron bomb
It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done
Away with excess enemy
But no less value to property
No sense in war but perfect sense at home:
The sun beams down on a brand new day
No more welfare tax to pay
Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light
Jobless millions whisked away
At last we have more room to play
All systems go to kill the poor tonight
Gonna
Kill kill kill kill Kill the poor:Tonight
Behold the sparkle of champagne
The crime rate's gone
Feel free again
O' life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White
Jane Fonda on the screen today
Convinced the liberals it's okay
So let's get dressed and dance away the night
While they:
Kill kill kill kill Kill the poor:Tonight
Dead Kennedys:
Kill the Poor
Efficiency and progress is ours once more
Now that we have the Neutron bomb
It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done
Away with excess enemy
But no less value to property
No sense in war but perfect sense at home:
The sun beams down on a brand new day
No more welfare tax to pay
Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light
Jobless millions whisked away
At last we have more room to play
All systems go to kill the poor tonight
Gonna
Kill kill kill kill Kill the poor:Tonight
Behold the sparkle of champagne
The crime rate's gone
Feel free again
O' life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White
Jane Fonda on the screen today
Convinced the liberals it's okay
So let's get dressed and dance away the night
While they:
Kill kill kill kill Kill the poor:Tonight
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Followers
About Me
- RAS
- Diplomacy is the art of saying 'Nice doggie' until you can find a rock.