Sunday, February 28, 2010

You can say what you want you're forgiven

over a month sober which is a new record probably dating back to before i had a drivers license. i must say have a taken a new addiction in sodas. waialua root beer is a fantastic Hawaiian cane sugar root beer, virgils is also pretty awesome. i bought my 2nd i-pod touch today and returned my 2nd i-pod touch today. every time i spend 350 bucks on one of these things i regret it immediately. i have yet to have left the parking lot when i puss out and give it to my wife to return for me. i mean my damn i-pod classic just won't die. "completely". screens fucked, shuts off at random times. but fuck, it's kind of like your first car. i had 4-5 mp3 player before this one, but i have had this one for 3+ years. in case you can't tell, i am a pretty big music buff. and don't recommend something if you think i will like it because i wont. have you ever listened to modest mouse from the 90's ? pretty fucking incredible. i have an old school book called property management staring me in the face nightly. real estate is my one passion, and it's the scariest thing to get into. i mean I'm working 65 hour work weeks right now, and that's monday-friday. yes that's a little over 54% of my day spent in this fucking machine, but i do it for fear of failing in the world of real estate. i went to college for real estate and probably know more about it from every aspect then most brokers. but don't forget the one thing that's holding me back is that im a GIANT PUSSY! we can predict the weather, we can walk on the moon, i can communicate with someone in taiwan, we can build a phone that can show me where to grow some nutts, but we can't see a fucking earthquake before it arrives. that's fucking fucked up priorities.



have i told ya have i told ya that you can really get it on?

modest mouse
bankrupt on selling
well all the apostles-they're sitting in swings saying
"i'd sell off my savior for a set of new rings
and some sandles with the style of straps that cling best to the era
so all of the businessers in their unlimitedhell
where they buy and they sell and they sell all their trash to each other
but they're sick of it all
and they're bankrupt on selling
and all of the angels
they'd sell off yer soul for a set of new wings
and anything gold
they remember the people they loved
their old friends i've seen through'em all seen through'em all and seen through most everything
all the people you knew were the actorsall the people you knew were the actorswell, i'll go to college and i'll learn some big words
and i'll talk real loud
goddamn right i'll be heard
you'll remember all the guys that said all those big words
he must've learned in college
and it took a long time
i came clean with myself
i come clean out of love with my lover
i still love her
loved her more when she used to be sober and i was kinder

Saturday, February 27, 2010

so sleepy you can't sleep

the end of a long week is finally here and all i can do is stay awake and cherish the moment of being off work. my body shut down a few hours ago, my mind is not sharp, but it's turned on. i have a long list of things to do this weekend but i may just say screw it all and lock myself in my apartment. 625 in the am, and i am still awake. i don't know what the fuck for. has your mind ever wandered so far away you find yourself staring at a keyboard and wonder how it got there? well.... just did.... i just made a purchase of the smashing pumpkins american gothic ep. it's not bad at all, considering the last full album they put out.
i apologize, there will be no talk of the old testament today. i have not done any reading this week so at this point it would be pointless. i love everyone who reads my retarded fucking blog, but please make sure to know this, i am not saying that you are dumb or ignorant for believing one way or the other. i don't believe. it's my choice, it's your choice whatever. i have sort of simply put up a blog for my own personal reasons, and every one who has chosen to read it has chosen on your own. i appreciate the readers, however i don't give a shit if you give a shit, or even give a shit if you think that by you giving a shit should make me give a shit about giving a shit.
what ever happened to that guy "boner" from growing pains? for those of you who don't know he was found dead earlier, sad story depression kills.
i saw a movie the other day called "the invention of lying" with ricky gervais. pretty good movie i'd say.
there was absolutely no reason for the previous 2 statements.
well folks i think im gonna keep it short and lame tonight, so long for tonight. ill leave you with this one bitches.

smashing pumpkins...the rose march
La da daLa da da da daLa la la laLa da daLa da da da daLa la la laLa da daLa da da da daLa la la laSlowpokedAnd cross-eyedPigeon-toed to the railroad tiesHumpbackedAnd sugar shackedShotgun wed toThe poison of our pastA little longerA little longer to goYou've a little longerA little longer to goI just can't help say soCan't you see meCan't you see me at allInner-spacedAnd pie-facedYou catch the moonI'll just stand here and run in placeShell-shockedAnd half-cockedThe universe is full of black holes, and anniversary knotsA little longer to goYou've a little longerA little longer to goYou've a little longer to goCan't you see me at allCan't you see meCan't you see me at allCan't you see meCan't you see meCan't you see me at allI'll lay roses at your feetTill you decide there is something great in youI'll lay roses at your feetTill you decide there is something great in youLa da daLa da da da daWe've only just begun to grieve the spaceWe've only just begun to grieve the space, the spaceWe've only just begun to grieve the space, the space

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

29 is not a month but more than a month in the month of february

fucking exhausted. so im gonna fill most of this shit with scriptures and what not. man o man do i hate monday's, i go to sleep after work friday and wake up monday... not really but it sure does seem like it. got off at 420 this lovely morning and it's supposed to snow tomorrow. this weather sucks fat nutts. it has been brought to my attention that my blogs have a lot of profanity in them and i'd like to apologize to anyone who reads them and takes offense to all of the vulgarity. seriously though i don't care the least if it pisses you off. don't fucking read it. the use of the "f" word is sort of similar to "really" for you. if someone said hey buddy your fired, some people may say really, i'd say fuck! or god dammit! or COCK SHIT BALLS! i've been ranting all this shit to write for 4 hours on the road tonight, i got home and had a total brain queef.

17 For forty days the flood kept coming on the earth, and as the waters increased they lifted the ark high above the earth. 18 The waters rose and increased greatly on the earth, and the ark floated on the surface of the water. 19 They rose greatly on the earth, and all the high mountains under the entire heavens were covered. 20 The waters rose and covered the mountains to a depth of more than twenty feet. [b] , [c] 21 Every living thing that moved on the earth perished—birds, livestock, wild animals, all the creatures that swarm over the earth, and all mankind. 22 Everything on dry land that had the breath of life in its nostrils died. 23 Every living thing on the face of the earth was wiped out; men and animals and the creatures that move along the ground and the birds of the air were wiped from the earth. Only Noah was left, and those with him in the ark.
24 The waters flooded the earth for a hundred and fifty days.


so.... turtles, alligators, ducks, snakes, frogs, fish... they all died? creatures that live and breathe on both land and water, or at least in water. not to mention many others I'm sure. is it possible that 40 consecutive days of rain could cover a mountain? kind of seems like seattle and london should be under water as well. this is one of those scriptures that i have to scratch my head over. lucky for noah he was the only man on the planet earth that owned a flotation device such as a boat.

taken from komonews.com Jan 10, 2006
Wednesday marked the 24th straight day of measurable rain in Seattle, tying it for the third-longest streak ever. The Dec. 19 start to the streak also means that, true to Seattle form, it rained on every day during the winter holiday break for the area's schools -- but then it kept right on going after school resumed, so "winter break" is no answer to our riddle.
And this hasn't been just the usual Seattle drizzle, we've had some pretty impressive rainfall through the streak -- 14 of the 24 days have been greater than 0.25", and seven of those days were over a half inch. Now, the official record for consecutive days of rain is 33 days set in 1953


so, in 1953 it rained for 33 days. with no serious threat of losing all of the land or lands creatures in seattle. depressing and miserable? i'm sure but it didn't wipe out all but 2 people, and i don't believe any of them were in an ark. bartender please fill my glass for me.


why do i love this song??

dmtr

Little red bird under a chairWaiting for the crumbs to fallDaddy said "Get a job"Well don't you see, Daddy, how good I am at catching crumbs?Guns and gods and little red birdsGuns and gods and little red birdsGeneral Custer is sadOverestimated his abilities to winSitting Bull turned the table on himA comfort to count the battles won after the war is lostLittle red birdGuns and gods and little red birdsGuns and gods and little red birdsA comfort to count the battles won after the war is lostGoodbyeComfort to count the battles won after the war is lostGuns and gods and little red birdsGuns and gods and little red birdsComfort to count the battles won after the war is lostIf there was a place hidden in the starsReflectin' on heaven's gracesIf God had an honest faceA troubled expression would be watching the human race

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Day 23 + technological dump + wreck = dmtr

And then I sing and dance
Lalala hey, lalala hey, lalala
Sing and dance
Lalala hey, lalala hey, lalala



i have to be the typo king, but give me a break im exhausted.
so, i get home from work to see that my computer has taken a nap. we will see if this is a bigger problem then i can handle later i suppose. my i-pod has some random black lines shooting through the middle of the screen now which is fucking awesome. whats funny is that i have been planning on getting a new computer and a new i-pod touch for quiet a while now, but whenever your about to purchase a new home for the 1st time it's difficult. so for the record gateway you can go fuck yourself. in the movie me, myself, and irene, there is a scene were jimcarey puts some money in a vending machine for a soda, and it takes his money. not once but twice this happens. there is a man watching him and when the machine takes his money twice the man says to jim carey that he is a fucking idiot. not only did the machine jack his money once, it did it twice! and you fell for it both times! try it again buddy maybe the 3rd time it will work. well this is the 2nd gateway computer that i have purchased, and i must say that i feel a bit like jim at the moment . it just so happens that my computer is sort of my life. i have around 900,000 hands of poker that seem to be lost which is a damn shame. i am not sure if i can transfer my i-tunes onto a new computer if i get one. at this exact moment jills laptop has decided to eat my brand new dave matthews tim reynolds cd. fucking piece of shit. ok sorry. for the record i don't wish to bash i-tunes or any i-device whether it be software or hardware beings how i think that these are the best products on the fucking planet. but what the fuck am i going to do if my i-pod and computer are fucked?!?!?!?!?!??!

my job sux fat, sweaty, herpe infested balls.
"i really wanted to get that out there".


tonight i saw 4 fire trucks and at least 10 patrol cars and 3 ambulances for what seemed to be a semi-truck on its side, cars scattered around the median. as i flew by it at 70 just kind of thought what would have happened if i was on that side of the road? well i wasn't so i am glad for that. is that fair? is it ok that someone may have died and i tell myself better him/her or maybe them instead of me? i've got to much going for me right now so better that poor schmuck. the world is a really fucked up place. but when its all said and done, like the true asshole and selfish son of a bitch that i am i have to say one thing.... better them than me.



pretty shitty depressing blog to come back to after over 2 weeks off. however i can't say with a straight face that it was all bad. on my drive after all of this, i popped in dave matthews tim reynolds live in vegas cd. which i purchased this weekend, and i recommend everyone else who has a pulse should do as well. i heard the song loving wings, which can bring tears to your eyes because of its simplistic beauty. dave matthews and tim reynolds are in my opinion by far the best duo in the history of music. every song on live at radio city hit home for me, and this new cd is growing on me faster and stronger than maybe any other cd has.



dmtr-loving wings


My heart was made of broken bones
My soul a bag of stick and stone
But you along this dusty road
Have come my love to take me home.

So I give to you my everything
You've given me these loving wings
Angels have all gathered 'round
To hear me sing my love out loud.

Your lightly love lifted me away
Out of a darkness cold and gray
Now I work beneath the midday sun
My cool blue water you have come.

So I give to you my everything
You've given me these loving wings
Angels have all gathered 'round
To hear me sing my love out loud.

So take your place here next to me
And I'll take my place there next to thee
And no matter how far we may roam
It's by your side I'll make my home.

So I give to you my everything
You've given me these loving wings
Angels have all gathered 'round
To hear me sing my love out loud.