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 |  Welcome to The Library. Randomness happens, Studyees. |
 I figured it was about time I started keeping track of silly thoughts or strange things I see from time to time. Sometimes it's vulgar. Sometimes it's sad. And even on some rare occasions, it's a riot!  I think a therapist would have a field day with this...oh wait...I already tried that, to no avail. I guess the rest is up to you. So feel free to stick your takes in The Drop-Off at any time, and don't hold back. Give it to me! Studyees, you get prime real estate in The Library, so make it count. Peace out NOW! 
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| Today's selection is "Good Souls" by Starsailor. Feel Sick after every meal I'd say 'Cuz I know The life from your burning wheel Won't wane Sleep I sleep every day Wipe the cobwebs away I need to be loved Christ I'm out of my mind I need to be loved I need to be loved As I turn to you and I say Thank goodness for the good souls That make life better As I turn to you and I say If it wasn't for the good souls Life would not matter Dive straight in on your girlfriend Making her feel like there's going to be a war Dive straight in at the deep end Making you feel like there's going to be a war As I turn to you and I say Thank goodness for the good souls That make life better As I turn to you and I say If it wasn't for the good souls Life would not matter One good day of the week And I'll be up again One good day of the week I'll be higher than the government As I turn to you and I say Thank goodness for the good souls That make life better As I turn to you and I say If you're messing with a good heart You've got to take what's due |
| Today's selection is "Smart Went Crazy", by Atmosphere. Smart went crazy, truth went trendy The story got lazy so I rewrote the ending Manipulated the entry, more user friendly Now a city full of pain pills and tattoos defend me I waver from the dead to the half dead Grey space between the fan base and the crackhead Sunset, sailboat set course for hell A cross and a hammer, but you'll have to get some nails Take credit, for anything embedded in the edit As long as you meant it when you said it And all of the kids laugh, when you admit that It might been witchcraft that made my noose fit bad Well I'ma act like I don't give or make love Take what I got to teach everyone to break stuff I'ma act like there's poison in the pancakes And amputate the one that wasn't loyal with the handshakes Proud to know ya, Minnesota missile Never sold coke and I never had to hold a pistol Civil and simple, but set the freak show Loose on the nipple, watch her whole fucking titty ripple It's why we battle, it's why we travel It's why the mascot thinks that I'm an asshole We made the team without putting on a uniform Smart went nuts and rode a unicorn through the storm [Chorus] Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, where did you go now Smart went crazy, kiss Miss Daisy Loved you when everyday was Christmas baby Maybe we can take it back to the way we was Still on some "what have you done for me lately" No gravy if the base is pork face Tour dates ain't my big little brother's court case Poor taste got passed up as gourmet This beer is foreplay We'll meet up at your place I sting like a first divorce, or them first Newports Whatever hurts you more "You're headed for self destruction" been there, did that kick back with the wrong angel to fuck with Carve my charm into your arms Fuck around, unravel this tall ball of yarn Snuck round back to disarm the alarm From the plantation to the reservation to the farms And nobody knows where you'll end up Only guarantee in life is death or a head fuck Yea, you thought it was a set up, well guess what You you can catch up with the rest of my "Best Of" I got a few blocks left before I reach my destination And retrieve my breath And god blessed every step I stole Just to let me know, she wouldn't ever let me go [Chorus - 2X] Smart went crazy, the rubber bend went snap This goes to those that hold it down 'til I get back Hold on to me, grow along with me I don't know where I'm going but I'll end up in your arms [4X] |
| In an earlier post, I referenced "my good friend Nicole". When I got home last night, I called her and mentioned it, and she remarked with something like "what a slap in the face" and proceeded to go on and on about how I needed to write an entire entry about her. To which I responded I would, and here it is...be careful what you wish for!! Nicole...where do I begin? I met her at the half-assed pharmacy where we both worked at the time. We hung out, fell in love, dated awhile, broke up, got bitter and hated each other, and through it all I'm proud to declare her more than just a good friend. She's a lot more. I'm happy that I can trust her insight, rely on her for a pick-me-up, bounce crazy ideas off each other, listen to her on the rare occasion when she's down (and I mean rare), and I'm most thankful for her love and support. Very few will be happier for her than I when she walks down the aisle to finally get hitched to the guy she fell for after me. She's a beauty inside and out. She was once described as "a party in a person", and there's only a few people I can say in full confidence that when it was just the two of us, it truly was a party. We had a lot of good times that by far outnumber the few bad. Even though she's moved away, we still manage to talk a few times a week, send random emails and occasional text messages. She's a huge fan of the Buffalo Sabres, like myself, and even played hockey for the University of Buffalo. One of the best times I had with her was playing street hockey with her and her dad in front of their house. On her birthday we went to a Sabres game; it was Elvis night and on our way out of HSBC arena they played "I Can't Help Falling In Love With You." I'll never forget how embarrassed she was when I pulled her to the side of the crowded concourse and held her in an impromptu slow dance. To this very day it is my only favorite Elvis song (perhaps stoked by the fact that Pearl Jam covered it live in blistering fashion). I'll also never forget how we almost died that January night, when her car slid on black ice and was headed straight for a tree during a snowstorm...I flinched in panic and my knee wound up knocking her gear shifter into neutral, slowing the car down sufficiently enough to avoid a terrible accident. She respects me for who I am and what I do, and is an unwavering supporter. She even mentioned how if she could, she'd come to my reading on sunday and boo me! (Ahhh the back-and-forth humor we possess!) I know if she could she'd be there and share in my happiness. In fact, buried in my port somewhere, is a bit of a tribute to her, written around the time we were having a sort of romantic (in a twisted way) tryst well after we'd broken up, "The Temperature Was Us"  . So here's your entry goldfish. Hugs and stuff, your platypus. |
| I'm going to be giving my first public reading Sun. Jan. 20, 7pm at the Lancaster Opera House!! I don't think I've spoken in front of an audience like that since my college public speaking course. I dunno what I'm going to read...I've got a few ideas. It's like trying to pick out the best outfit to wear at a big party...crap what am I going to wear to the reading?? Crap now I have to call people too and tell them what I'm doing and hope they'll show up and stuff. Ack! I'm not much of a phone person usually. But gimme a mic and watch me freak it...this should be easy, I've sang karaoke billions of times so it can't be too much different, right? Oh right it can...it's my emotions, words, thoughts and feelings now, not the billionth rendition of "Sweet Caroline" or "Pour Some Sugar On Me". Well, I'll survive. It'll be fun; a new experience and one I've been telling myself for years I was gonna do. Luckily this place is pretty much in my own backyard. So if anyone's in the Lancaster area sunday night, check it out!! |
| 10 fun facts that few know about me: 1) I'm involved in local politics and am vice-chairman of a local political party. 2) I love crossword puzzles and have recently gotten into Sudoku (I never had the attention span for it before). 3) Sex is one topic I don't bullshit about. 4) I have an enormous music collection. 5) I'm a sucker for cartoons, and my favorite comic strip is Get Fuzzy. 6) I tend to fall in love very easily and usually for no good reason other than "why not?" 7) I occasionally adorn my apartment with flowers, and candles are usually lit. 8) I own more clothes and shoes than necessary for any man, however, most of them I don't wear. 9) All 5'6" of me played running back and linebacker in high school (before I broke my shoulder...twice) and was MVP of the freshman wrestling team. 10) I was once offered a $10,000 Gold Amex card for my liver (I turned it down). Bonus fact!! I can cook more than grilled cheese, oatmeal and Hot Pockets. Bonus Fact 2!! Sometimes I'm too smart for my own good. |
| Today's selection: "Trying To Find A Balance" by Atmosphere They love the taste of blood Now I don't know what that means, but I know that I mean it Maybe they're as evil as they seem Or maybe I only look out the window when it's scenic "Atmosphere finally made a good record." Yeah right, that shit almost sounds convincing The last time I felt a sinking contradictive as this Was the last time we played a show in Cinci "Get real." they tell me If only they knew how real this life really gets They would stop acting like a silly bitch They would respect the cock whether or not they believed in it Doesn't take much and that's messed up Because these people do a lot of simple shit to impress us While everyone was trying to out-do the last man I was just a ghost trying to catch some Mrs. Pac-Man Hello ma'am, would you be interested In some sexual positions and emotional investments See, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational When I be askin', "Yo, where did all the passion go?" East coast, West coast, down South, Midwest Nowadays everybody knows how to get fresh Somebody give me a big yes (YES!) God Bless America, but she stole the B from "Bless" (Accept it) Now I'm too fucked up to dance So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants You can't achieve your goals if you don't take that chance So go pry open that trunk and get those amps (You know!) [Chorus x2] In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper You see me move back and forth between both I'm trying to find a balance I'm trying to build a balance So now I keep a close eye on my pets Because they make most of they moves off of instinct and sense It's eat, sleep, fuck and self defense So straight you can set your clocks and place bets Wait, let's prey on blind, deaf, dumb, dead Hustle, maybe a couple will love what you said Emcees drag their feet across a big naked land With an empty bag of seed and a fake shake of hands Yeah I got some last words, FUCK ALL OF YA'LL! Stop writin' raps and go play volleyball Gotta journey the world in a hurry Cause my attorney didn't put enough girls on the jury Guilty of droppin' these bombs in the city But I'm innocent, love is the motive that's why you're killin 'em Guilty of settin' my fire in all fifty But I'm innocent, blame it on my equilibrium [Chorus x2] In the days of Kings and Queens I was a jester Treat me like a God, oh they treat me like a leper You see me move back and forth between both I'm trying to find a balance I'm trying to build a balance I gotta find my balance I gotta find my balance Now all my friends are famous It's either one thing or another They all don't know what my name is Probably know both of my brothers The one is a hard workin' savior The other's a hard workin' soldier I'm just your next door neighbor Workin' hard at tryin' to stay sober You wait for the car at the corner Pretend like you know what the pot is Won't quit till I hit California And make you my Golden State goddess **Note: link to the video is here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbEwHJX95QE&feature=related |
| AGAIN WITH THE SCREAMING KIDS!! ENOUGH ALREADY!! THE AMUSEMENT PARK OPENS IN MAY!! |
| Loud unruly children should be banned from the public library. That is not to insinuate that I don't like kids; quite the opposite in fact. I dated a girl once who had not one but 2 children that I loved equally as much as the mother, even if by far they were the most misbehaved children I've ever seen. Of course, the mom turned out to be every bit the wack-job herself; guess the apples didn't fall too far from the tree...while hitting every troubled branch on the way down. As I'm typing this there are 2 kids screaming as if this is the playplace at McDonalds, and mom's still at the counter trying to decide if she wants to supersize, unaware that her children are reenacting the civil war 4 feet away. Come to think of it, don't ban the kids...ban the ignorant mothers. (Disclaimer: No children were harmed during the creation of this entry. Just my eardrums. Fivesixer takes no responsibility for the views expressed in this blog. And he does want to reiterate that he does, in fact, love children. Not in a Michael Jackson way though; that's just creepy.) |
| OK for starters, I HATE snow. I have a healthy dislike for all precipitation, but snow...inspires hate in a whole 'nother level. Especially combined w/ wind and/or single-digit temperatures. It's enough to change a man's constitution. Add to that the fact that I haven't been able to work since the end of September, haven't been able to drive since the end of October, and I've been a little more bitter than my usual onery badself is lately (depression isn't good when you've also come down w/a worse case of seasonal-affective disorder than in years before). Hell, I'm amazed I even showered today, let alone got out of bed and made it out of the house (those have been minor miracles lately). Enough whining about that. So I've been receiving disability insurance from a 3rd party company through my employer. And I thought getting it from the state was bad...no, this is worse. They make you jump through hoops for awhile, then snowball you (no freaking pun intended): first, they call you to tell you that they've extended your disability (after first calling you to tell you you need another note from your doctor...I guess they're too lazy to call them); second, they send you a LETTER confirming what they've told you over the phone (instead of sending the check); finally, after much hair-pulling, scambling and scrounging, you get the check...and it's usually the day the mail comes late, everything's closed, and you're stuck another day without cigarettes and holding a worthless piece of paper. It is NEVER a simple, convenient process. Whew. OK that's off my chest. Onto the good news...I implore EVERYBODY to go out and get the latest, newest free downloadable cd on the internet. I'm still kicking myself that I didn't get Radiohead's "In Rainbows" (one of my all-time favorite bands) when I had the chance, but I didn't miss this one thanks to my good friend Nicole. Indie hip-hop group Atmosphere has a new release, "Strictly Leakage", on their website http://www.ryhmesayers.com/atmosphere and burn yer fancypants a freebie. It's not bad, it's got a lot of their typical old-school beats and bombast. Not as good as their last (and best) proper full-length, "You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having", but it still blows away everything out there today. If you want to check out some of their stuff first, Atmosphere has songs on their myspace and youtube pages as well. But check it out after you've finished raiding my port (hehe)...and as a sidenote, visit my cheapskate, slacker lazyboy forum, "Invalid Item" , and say hi and let me know you're alive. Thanks and peace. |
| ever feel like your genious was misplaced lost out of shape I tripped on the yellow tape that said do not cross your moral compass is off  56er |
| ...or someplace like that, supposedly. I never thought much of blogs before. My myspace page has been in infancy for about 6 months (it's got a sweet Buffalo Sabres background and....yeah, that's all). Since I figured most of my time spent on a computer is WDC, it's just easier to keep everything in one place. Mainly it's just that I didn't think of myself to be interesting enough to warrant more "personal bandwidth". So hop in, strap up, sit back and join me. I don't know where we're goin' but we're low on gas. Maybe we'll talk about people. Maybe we won't. I promise not to have those long, awkward pauses. The music will be loud, and it may be offensive. I may be offensive. Or just ignorant. We'll get to know each other, spend time, and just as you start to feel like you're being sucked in -BAM- that's when it happens...I leave you for a younger, sexier blog. Enjoy! -56er |
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