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Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Once Comes Down, All Goes 'Round

It was three months ago today that Hurricane Katrina swept the Gulf Coast, my life and the lives of many other people. It's hard to believe that so much has changed. Life does feel normal sometimes, but I don't usually like this feeling of normality. I'm enjoying my "venture." Some days, though, I just wish things could be like they were before.

A creepy news side note: An eighteen year old kid in Melbourne, Florida shot his Dad and Step-Mom today at 4:30 AM. The location? The house across the street from mine! I didn't hear the gun shots this morning, but when I left for work, I saw the many hundreds of feet covered by news vans, police, and neighbors. I watched the news tonight and it was very chilly to see my neighborhood. Pray for the family. The guy spared his seven year old sister, who incidentally, was the one who called the police. Craziness.

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Sunday, November 27, 2005

Of Me, And The Rest

I feel so egocentric. I have nothing to say. This is one of the few times in my life where my blog has suffered due to writer's block. It's not as if I don't have thoughts of my own. I just can't expel those thoughts from my mind and transpose them to punched-keys on a keyboard. This is it. Yay.

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Thursday, November 24, 2005

Happy Thanksgiving

A present for you: a new template. Aren't you happy? It reflects my constant state of melancholia these past few weeks. Or, it's just a tribute to Let It Be. I'll let you decide. Thanks to Joe for the design and helping me get it on here.

Well, here we are, another year to be thankful. I think today should be a day of remembrance, thankfulness, and gratitude. But, it also should be a day of joy. Be happy, be glad, be... quam pon tae [there is no translation for this word]! Don't just be thankful and remember those who have less than you. Do something for those who have less than you. I need to do this as well.

Anyway, have a pleasant day. My family and I are having turkey, collard greens, dressing, gravy, cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie with whip cream--just like the pilgrims had.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Jim Morrison Was My Favorite Door

Orchestrations give new meaning to the serenity deep down inside of my pathetic structure. I wasn't sure before where this life was leading. Now I'm pretty certain of my destiny. It's true, who ever holds it all together is better than I. But, what can I say? I'm just in denial.

Sing songs of sadness as long as you're alive. What's left to sing when you're dead? Nothing more than those repetitious verses of top 40 tunes that you can't get out of your head.

Socrates didn't play with Play-doh. I'm so lucky to have. It was more than dreams could reveal to me. Yet when I'm all alone, by myself, I think more of Plato.

Mo' money, mo' problems? Yeah, that’s how it be [is]. I guess that is why all those homeless folk are problem free?

Popularity in culture doesn't key you into the clues that you might be misunderstood in your steady style of living with your sleek lights and desired lionization complicated through iconic misrepresentation.

Reprobation. That's what I deserve. Prohibition. That was not a good idea. Reconciliation. That's making amends. Propitiation. That's something I never do.

This doesn't mean that I like you. I barely can stand to look at me. Is that alarming? Do I need your sympathy? I do not need what I cannot obtain. Or so I say. I've lived in ignorance for so long, arrogance just doesn't seem wrong. Arrogant about being ignorant? Now that's ideal for me.

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Monday, November 21, 2005

Help! I Need Somebody!

I...can't...breathe. I'm drowning--can't handle life right now. It's just too much. I'm drowning where there is no water...

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Thursday, November 17, 2005

Prolegomena



Since I've showed everyone pictures of the destruction from New Orleans, I thought it would be nice to show you some of the rebuilding efforts happening. New Orleans Seminary will be updating the progress that is being made on campus. Weekly updates and pictures can be found here, just in case you wanna looksie. These two pictures are kind of personal to me because, well, it was my building on campus and will probably be my home again soon.



This is from inside a room. This is after it had been gutted.



The hallway of what I'm guessing is the first floor of Hamilton Hall after being chemically cleaned.

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Monday, November 14, 2005

Tis This Season

Sarcastic lyrics from sad songs like this almost make me feel happy, which is ironic. If I still feel crappy come Christmas, these are the only types of songs I will be singing this year.

Yule Shoot Your Eye Out by Fall Out Boy

"These are your good years
Don't take my advice
You never wanted the nice boys anyway
And I'm of good cheer
Cause I've been checking my list
The gifts you're receiving from me
Will be

One awkward silence
And two hopes you cry yourself to sleep
Staying up, waiting by the phone
And all I want this year
Is for you to dedicate your
Last breath to me
Before you bury yourself alive

Don't come home for Christmas
You're the last thing I wanna see
Underneath the tree
Merry Christmas, I could care less"

Featured on the wonderful A Santa Cause album.

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Saturday, November 12, 2005

You Know

Even as I get older, I still realize I have a lot of growing up to do. It's scary. One moment, I think I'm getting there. Another, my pride gets crumbled. Really, everybody thinks they are right. Almost all the time, too. It's those situations when you realize that you could be wrong--whatever it is--when you begin to question the way things are. I don't want to admit when I'm wrong, but sometimes I do. And I think, I'm to the point where I would know if I'm just being defensive, or if I have a genuine reason to feel the way I do. Then again, everyone seems justified in their defense don't they? Maybe one day we'll all find out who was right. Sometimes, I'm even glad to find out it's not me.

I'll rejoin putting my hands over my face now.

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Thursday, November 10, 2005

Asi Asi

I'm going to write a letter to someone who is sort of a friend. I want it to be cool and sound good and all that. But I want it to speak the truth. There is something very rare about receiving a letter that is soley nothing but truth. It's hard believing there is such a thing as the undeniably right way of doing something. I hope I have the ability to do that, write that, and live that. I hope.

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Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Answering Philosophical Questions With a 90's Teen Sitcom

As I was watching my newly acquired copy of Saved By The Bell: Seasons 1 & 2 the other day, I came across this funny, yet thought probing dialogue between A.C. Slater (Mario Lopez) and Mr. Belding (Dennis Haskins). Slater's pet chameleon, Artie, had died and Mr. Belding was trying to console him.



Mr. Belding: Always hard to lose someone you love, isn't it son?

A.C. Slater: It just isn't fair.

Mr. Belding: Well life isn't always fair, and neither is death... But, that's life.

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Sunday, November 06, 2005

Keep On Eating Your Ideologies;
That's All You Are Good For.


Today I visited the local Flea Market and it was fabulous. I don't think I could ever be with a girl who didn't, at least, like going there occasionally. Some even. Here are six records I got for ten bucks:

Miles Davis- Kind of Blue
Miles Davis- Bitches Brew
Miles Davis- The Man With The Horn
Bob Dylan- Nashville Skyline
Bob Dylan- Blood On The Tracks
Lou Reed- Transformer

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Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Thoughts From A Typical Atypical

I am tired these days and I haven't had much to say. I'm sorry I've been slacking in my responsibility of manning this site. Nothing much has happened. I don't expect that to rise or fall or really do anything at all. Life is fine, but there's always something off. Sometimes it's good though. My life is Bipolar. Maybe I am as well.

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