Archive for September, 2009

Ball of Yellow Sunshine

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

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I really like this photo for no real reason. Fun stuff during golf

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Paint Drops

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

Let the paint drip
Let it dry
Ignore it
Walk on it
Refuse its existence
Deny it the life
It was owed
Yes
It is just that easy

One day you will find yourself
And stop
You stand on hollowed ground
Where just a single
Red drops stands
Old and worn
It still remains
Hidden but present
In a cement jungle
Of cross-hatched lies

You will stand there
And look at that single drop
And wonder
How could I have let this pass
How could I have let
These things go so unnoticed
Reflected at you
In a single drop
Are your mistakes

They never really go away do they
They leave behind a mark
A remembrance
Of the deeds your soul
Has withered from
So bend down
Put that red stain
In the center of your palm
And understand

Feel the cold harshness
Of the unyielding ground
Feel that mark
Feel that scar on you
On the world
And remember
Always remember
That it exists
Because of your follies
Never forget that

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Trash

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009

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Just a random photo along my travels. Mine is in the middle, yah for McDonald’s hot chocolate. I survived off of that for a week.

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Tired of Being Tired

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009

Here we are, yet again without a purpose for writing this. I am feeling rather morbid and ill contented so bear with me. I just had kind of a crappy day. Why? I am not really sure.

I hate it when you feel like you had a good day but in the end you look back and say,

What the Hell, that sucked.

That is where I am right now. Individual divided up, my day was alright. I had some fun with Nooshers in Math, and fun but time consuming day in Art. But here I am now thinking to myself,

Why am I in such a bad mood?

I really don’t know, maybe it has to do with being tired. When I am really tired I can either be a really funny person to be around or a miserable one. Sometimes I get really hyper and pumped up because I am just so tired I act the exact opposite, or I am just such a downer and a whiner nobody wants to be around me. Yeah, that pretty much explains my life.

Being Tired Sucks

That is all I am going to say about that. I am tired of being tired all the time…

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Slanted Barn

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009

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This has got to be one of my all time favorite barn pictures, the slanted barn. Well truthfully it is more like a shed out in the middle of nowhere. Still, it was really cool and totally slanted.

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Breakin’ the Law

Monday, September 21st, 2009

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Muahaha, we are the evil traveling buddies disobeying rules across the country! I just thought it would be funny to get this picture, worked out pretty well. Dogs gotta do, what a dogs gotta do.

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Let’s Talk

Monday, September 21st, 2009

Hmmm… I am not really sure what to say. So lets talk, just you and me. Converse, speak, chat, communicate, discuss, gossip, prattle, sing, yell, scream, twitter, or maybe just blog.

A lot of people talk, they can talk for minutes, hours, or days straight. We can all do it, some of us do it without even noticing it, but the problem is that

People talk, and talk, and talk but never say a word.

You know it is true, some people call it annoyance, some call it word vommit. Whatever the name, many people in society do it. Even I do it sometimes, when I get nervous I talk. Talk about nothing or maybe everything. People say a lot of things but what people don’t seem to notice is that the words these people are speaking mean absoltely nothing. They go off on great tangents that in the end stop in the middle of nowhere leaving you hanging.It may sound meaningful, but when word vomit occurs I am just throwing things at you to either scare you away or give me enough time to think of something to say.

Which is precisely what I am doing now. Could you tell?

People seem to have the illusion that just because people are talking it means they have something meaningful to say. Even the so called “smart” people most of the time are b.s.ing their way to hell every time the open their mouths. They can be tricky, I give myself credit for being very talented in this aspect. Most people are, but just don’t know how to use this skill correctly. This talent has a name, I call it careful wording, others call it

Lying

In my opinion lying is not a bad thing. Actually to me it is an essential part of life. Everyone lies and if they tell you they don’t, they are lying. Simple as that. Lying is speaking. We may not even be aware that what we are saying is a lie, but half the time it is. People say it is oky to tell little white lies but not big lies. What exactly consitiutes a big lie? I mean really, people make rules so vague they are almost meant to be broken. Lie, but don’t hurt people with lies. It may even be good for you. The truth is a heavy thing and some people need to tell lies just to survive. So I say, go ahead, lie a little. But don’t tell lies just for the sake of lying. That is a waste of your time and mine.

Anyways you might be asking where in the heck this little string of nonesense thoughts is heading. The answer to that is

NOWHERE

Sorry, this is me having nothing and everything to say. Just a little word vomit for you 😉

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Prairie Dog Love

Monday, September 21st, 2009

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While Downtown the other day with a friend I saw a postcard of two prarie dogs kissing. I then picked it up, showed it to my friend and said:

I have seen them do that.

She didn’t believe me, here is my proof of prairie dogs kissing. The second picture just cracks me up because I caught it sticking his tongue out. Very funny.

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The Trees and The Leaves

Sunday, September 20th, 2009

The leaves are falling
Gone in a blur
But who will remember
The fallen leaves
Each color unique
As they drift away
Forever forgotten
Gone in the breeze
The trees protectors
Forgotten, when they fall
Never to be remembered
For who they really are
When they have fallen
They freeze in the snow
Forsaken and discarded
Like an old broken toy
The trees stand bare
Believing they can stand
Forgetting the leaves
And their role in its life
Winter pushes forward
The tree cannot stand
But the leaves all fallen
Can never be returned
As the snow melts
The tree must see
Its horrible mistake
The fallen leaves lay dead
Buried by snow
Now the tree stands bitter and alone
So it grows more leaves
To replace those loyal to it
So easily forgetting its treason
But as years pass by
And seasons replay
Over and over
The tree repeats its mistake
Never learning its lesson
Cursed forever to relive its life
The leave’s revenge
For they never fall alone
Because inside they know
Each fall that passes
Has its winter in turn

Here is a very generic poem of mine, I dislike it but I have nothing else to put up currently. This is why I think classes don’t make writers… they create canned poetry. Here is some good evidence of the fact.

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IB Art Project

Sunday, September 20th, 2009

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Sorry about the crappy picture I had to use my old camera. This is me after being locked away working on my IB art project for four and a half hours straight. Still, not that much progress. I like where it is heading though. However I am still unsure about a lot of things.

I am trying to make a cigarette out of matches, but I am having a lot of problems. I am not sure how to color it accordingly to make it look like a cigarette. I really don’t want to have to paint over it because then you couldn’t tell if they were matches but I don’t know what else to do.

Please give me some tips!!!

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