12/29/2005
Arm Spasm
My arm is spasming like crazy...I don't know why. In other news, I love tobacco. I have tried every kind of tobacco now: Cigars, Cigarettes, Pipe Tobacco, Chew, Dip, and Nasal Snuff. It's good stuff. I think I'm going to work for the tobacco industry when I grow up. Anyway, if you ever get a chance to try snuff, do it. It's an interesting experience to say the least.
I just got back from Colorado. It wasn't very cold but it was cool...get it? Anyway, I had a good time. I got back just in time to hang out with the Captain, Crazy Eric, Dick and Jane. Dick and I are also embarking on our new business venture soon. My last solo operation failed miserably...or "is failing" I was making cigarettes, but they were more expensive in terms of labor cost than I could sell them for. It was fun though. Anyway, this is just a little update on my life for today...just because I felt like it.
I just got back from Colorado. It wasn't very cold but it was cool...get it? Anyway, I had a good time. I got back just in time to hang out with the Captain, Crazy Eric, Dick and Jane. Dick and I are also embarking on our new business venture soon. My last solo operation failed miserably...or "is failing" I was making cigarettes, but they were more expensive in terms of labor cost than I could sell them for. It was fun though. Anyway, this is just a little update on my life for today...just because I felt like it.
12/19/2005
Table Resignation
So many things I cant let go of but still haunt me.
So many places reach out to me when I drive by.
There's a fire behind those eyes I see in the reflection.
The storefront window.
The one with the lights.
That's all I see - lights, lights, lights, skys that are no longer blue and orange.
Grass that's no longer green.
As many times as I try, I fail.
And one more time after that.
All I hear is the piano in my head, the devil on my shoulder - whispering things to me.
Am I good or bad?
So many places reach out to me when I drive by.
There's a fire behind those eyes I see in the reflection.
The storefront window.
The one with the lights.
That's all I see - lights, lights, lights, skys that are no longer blue and orange.
Grass that's no longer green.
As many times as I try, I fail.
And one more time after that.
All I hear is the piano in my head, the devil on my shoulder - whispering things to me.
Am I good or bad?
12/07/2005
Ghosts of You
I hear your voice all the time
Selling, Telling, Screaming and Pleading
I see ghosts of you
And you're not even gone yet
Makaveli Spoke Blasphemy and I can't think of anything else
In the Name of the Lord
In the Name of the Lord
In vain...what does that mean?
Blasphemer
Heretic
Kneeling down, I still see ghosts of you
closing my eyes, I still hear voices of you, recordings of things you've said in the past.
pray
In the name of the Lord
In the name of the Lord
I can see through you. I can see things behind you even when you're in front of me.
Ghosts of you and you're not even gone.
Selling, Telling, Screaming and Pleading
I see ghosts of you
And you're not even gone yet
Makaveli Spoke Blasphemy and I can't think of anything else
In the Name of the Lord
In the Name of the Lord
In vain...what does that mean?
Blasphemer
Heretic
Kneeling down, I still see ghosts of you
closing my eyes, I still hear voices of you, recordings of things you've said in the past.
pray
In the name of the Lord
In the name of the Lord
I can see through you. I can see things behind you even when you're in front of me.
Ghosts of you and you're not even gone.