One Band, One Sound

I can't help but watch. every time it comes on I get sucked in.

Enjoy a small taste of Drumline.

Trying out new things

This guy makes some good points


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The funk is gone.

I hopped in the car this morning still feeling pretty blue. Cranked her up, and on the radio is my main man Bill Withers singing about a Lovely Day. Just in case that didn't cheer me up, Prince is next up with Kiss. Next thing I know I'm bobbing my head and singing along and all the fog from last night is lifted.

Somehow the funk washed away my funk.

I have a dream

My life has not been particularly difficult or trying. Yes, I have had trials and challenges. I have had periods of time where I wasn't quite sure how I was going to provide for my family(other than to hop in the car and head to my Mom's house). But, I have made it through in pretty decent shape.

I don't know where this post is coming from, or for that matter where it is going. I had a rumbling in my belly that I thought was gas, but the rumbling didn't subside till I picked up my computer and started writing.

I have succumb to some weird sort of funk. The thoughts in my head are pretty random right now, and the best way I know how to deal with them are to put them on paper.

I'm tired. Not sleepy, tired. I want to let go, give up if you will, and walk away.

If I walk away, where will I go? what will I take? Will I come back? Ever?

Arena Football was on ESPN earlier today. It's got "football" right there in it's name but it didn't fill the void left by the end of the football season 2 months ago.

USC lost to WSU yesterday in double OT. it's ok though, cuz it got them a #3 seed against Stanford, a team they beat handily twice this season, instead of a # 2 seed against UW or ASU. two teams that they struggled with and lost too.

You ever work so much that you had yourself convinced that you were doing cuz there was work to be done and not because you didn't want to go home?

James Brown was a helluva entertainer.

You ever find yourself liking something/someone that you never thought possible? Something/someone that those around you would never approve of? At least you think they wouldn't.

You ever fall asleep writing a post and wake up long enough to spell check it and press the publish button?

Gropeage!!!

Shave and a haircut struck again, or rather casued another lovely lady to feel the need to reach and and touch, pinch, fondle, flick a piece of yours truly.

Yes, she did touch, pinch, fondle AND flick. Not in that order as I recall, but she did keep coming back for more.

Don't know what I mean? Look about 3/4ths down this post.

fear

I used to write poetry but i stopped cuz it was getting to personal. Now I write a post about love and I open up to the world about love, not love between a man and a woman, not love between two otherwise consenting lovers, but love between tow friends... And i get no response?.
What it wasn't humorous enough?

it came from the heart and i guess i should just be happy that i was able to put feelings on virtual paper. Maybe I should recognize the growth that allowed me to share that piece of myself.

Maybe I should have another drink.

Maybe I should stop lying to myself and take this piece right here to the people that I want to reach and let them know, I value there opinion.

Maybe I should stop hiding behind my own insecurities and self pity and post what's really on my mind.

maybe I should write for me.

workout time pt. 1

I'm having my first drink since Sunday. The OL says it's too soon.

The way I see it, I need to get started again. I've got another confirmed bender coming up in two weeks, and who knows if any impromptu benders might pop up. After all, I did spend $110 on a haircut and shave last week. With my luck some lovely little, or not so little, thing might want to reach out and touch someone.

Ya' see, the way I see it, drinking is like exercise. You gotta do it to stay in shape right? Take this past week and a half as a great example.

It all stated off with a trip to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. We hit town on Friday night 02/16 about 8, and by 7:30 I was already drinking. (ever heard of a traveler?) by

8:01, Dimetri was done driving and was double fisting.
8:10 we had made our bead selection for the night and were on our way to Rue Bourbon!
8:15 our first blended icee style drink. green.
8:30 Dinner at Acme Oyster house.
8:31 my first TURBODOG
9:00 First Big Ass Beer, 32 oz's of cold beery goodness for four bucks

Not a minute went by when there wasn't a drink in our hand. This lasted till four in the morning.

Saturday 12:00 pm

Whiskey: You guys go to lunch without me. I'm just gonna lay here and die.
JD: Pussy
Demitrios: Cat
Alaska: Doll

W: no really you guys go.
JD: get up you out of shape p.o.s.
D: you'll feel better once you eat
A: you haven't been working out have you

W: no, I thought I'd lay off for a few days and...
JD: dumb ass

W: yeah I know

I'm starting to ramble now, so I'll save the rest for tomorrow's workout.

A legend has been born

We all have our "I partied so hard in Vegas..." story. We have all been beat. One of my friends from law school partied so hard he had to have his appendix removed.

The friend is okay and is currently waiting on a return flight from Vegas.