got a soundtrack in my mind, all the time

 

http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/thepiefuckerscene/futility.jpg, ’cause it’ll probably be cropped again.

also, the top says, “why this project will go nowhere” or something like that, for you gimpy readers. also, I’m often too lazy to draw well.

I will buy you a new life

still trying.

Jesus will dance while we drink his wine

I wish I were funny enough to start a web comic. That’s my first try. http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/thepiefuckerscene/hotdick.jpg, if it’s all cropped and shit here, like my last attempt to add an image.

The sad thing is that I’m not a very funny person. I may have been at some point, but I’m probably the only person who I can make laugh. I’m a good artist (though my freehand computer drawing leaves a bit to be desired), so I could just as easily team up with one of my many hilarious friends and just draw something to couple with their funnyosity. Until then, suffer any infantile dick and fart humor I may pass your way. Suffer it!

 

maybe you’ll find direction around some corner where it’s been waiting to meet you

I researched the benefits of walking (amongst other topics) on WebMD today, since I’ve been walking regularly in the warm weather now. Walking is generally a big part of my life. I find it to be meditative (some past breakups I’ve had have resulted in long walks) especially with music* and running into the people I do when is always interesting. Anyway, WebMD says walking is beneficial to immunity (tests show it may be related to warding off breast cancer).  Also:

It supports weight loss and weight maintenance.

It reduces the risk of heart disease and stroke.

It fends off diabetes by improving the body’s ability to use insulin.

It eases the pain and stiffness of arthritis.

It keeps bones strong, which prevents osteoporosis.

In women, it relieves premenstrual and menopausal discomforts.

It improves sleep.

It builds strength, flexibility, and stamina.

It enhances mental function.

It counteracts anger, depression, and anxietySo walk more, bitches.

*Another thing I like about walking so often is that it’s a good setting for music. If I didn’t have a fancy Tinkerbell mp3 player half the times I’ve had to walk long distances through eerie shrubbery I’d have probably tried to find rides. The dark scares me enough. Silent darkness is worse. Walking on Halloween gives me a venue for the Halloween playlist, though, and I prefer to be scared when I do so. Sunny-sounding acoustic guitars and smooth voices or Tom Waits and dirty piano pairs well with the sun setting here. As you can see, I relate music to a lot of things, especially settings. It’s an aesthetic thing.

 

downloading porn with Davo, downloading porn with Davo
put a latch on the door so Mama don’t know that I’m downloading porn with Davo

 

I’m getting closer to my home

I didn’t go to school today. Again. Instead, I stayed home and read Married to the Sea and downloaded devil music. Literally. I went to the Church of Satan’s online store and sampled some of the bands they sold there. I could hardly find any, so I downloaded tidbits of an album that Anton LaVey recorded. Pretty apparent that he made an impression on Marilyn Manson’s earliest post-Spooky Kids stuff, i.e. freaky synthesizer use and elements of circus soundtrack. I’d gotten about 150 songs worth of spring/summer music which is mostly Grateful Dead and Doobie Brothers and Rancid and Little Feat and Kimya Dawson and crap, but today I’d been Wikipediaing Satan and I was in the mood for fitting music.

I just found an ancient can of Nestea in my basement. Has to be at least 3 years old. Mmm.

One of my things is to make playlists. For the past few years, I’ve made seasonal playlists which reflect the moods that come to mind in relation to whichever season it is. I also make mood or setting playlists (I’m sounding increasingly cooler, no?) but the seasonal ones are always my favorite. I make a Winter playlist, a Halloween playlist, a Spring/Summer playlist. My playlists for 2008 and 2007 were deleted by Matt because he’s a selfish fucktard iTunes hog (my angry playlist, my happy playlist, my playlist for driving a tank, etc.) Oh well. Anyway, this rambling’s going nowhere. My Spring playlist will probably have parts recycled to make Summer, so suck it!

Spring 2008

1. The Comas – Tonight on the WB
2. Little Feat – Weed, Whites and Wine
3. Led Zeppelin – Ramble On
4. Grateful Dead – Sugaree
5. The Doobie Brothers – Black Water
6. Yaël Naïm – New Soul
7. Mirah – Murphy Bed
8. Mirah – Million Miles
9. Sugarcoma – Crazy
10. the Rolling Stones – Get Off My Cloud
11. the Rolling Stones – Wild Horses
12. Grateful Dead – Not Fade Away
13. the Beatles – She Came in Through the Bathroom Window
14. State Radio – Keepsake
15. Kimya Dawson – Loose Lips
16. NRBQ – Wacky Tobacky
17. Bic Runga – Sway
18. Allman Brothers Band – Midnight Rider
19. Regina Spektor – Ghost of Corporate Future
20. Pure Prairie League – Amie (Falling In and Out of Love)
21. Rancid – Bob
22. Patti Smith – Hey Joe
23. Donovan – Atlantis
24. the Beta Band – Dry the Rain
25. the Polyphonic Spree – Section 9: Light and Day
26. Hole – Malibu
27. Crack Rock Steady
28. Helium – Ocean of Wine
29. Jane’s Addiction – Jane Says
30. Cat Stevens – The Wind
31. Incubus – Are You In?

There. That’s an awful lot. It’s actually an 80+ song playlist, but you get the idea. Now, because I don’t use CDs much anymore, I stuff playlists with as many songs fit their theme.

It’s about damn time the sun came out.

 

 

if ever I return, your cities I will burn

This is my inaugural entry to a new blog. I’ve long since lost interest in updating my livejournal, and I hardly even touched my blogspot. Was it a blogspot? One of those other blog dealies. This isn’t to say my life’s gotten less noteworthy; it’s probably because I spend more time working on my relationships than typing about them. Still, I could use an outlet for musings and all the other mental clutter I’ve got going on.

In the spirit of renovation, I plan to make entries to this blog have as little to do with my melodramatic personal events as possible (unlike my Facebook notes), or at least not just a summation of things that happen. I will think or contemplate or wonder or explain or ask. I hope.