I've started a list of things I need to change in my life. It isn't complete and I may even remove some of these things at a later date (mostly because I'm a glutton for punishment). But for now I think this is a good start. Oh, and it's mostly about the women in my life. Here goes, in no particular order. No More:
Witches
Gypsies
Massage Therapists
Astrologers
Fundamentalists
Atheists
New Agers
Hippies
Musicians
Sex Addicts
Alcoholics
Drug Users
Party Girls
Home bodies
Democrats
Republicans
Mothers
Married Women
Smokers
Anyone who thinks a lifestyle defines them
October 30, 2009
October 20, 2009
One Moment In Time
I know I've been putting up Halloween-ish videos the past few weeks but since the MLB Playoffs are underway I thought I'd give you this classic World Series moment from 1988 in it's entirety:
October 17, 2009
I Don't Understand...
I have a rash right now. It does not itch. It does not hurt. It flies in the face of all other rashes I know. It just is. When I turned eighteen I broke out in hives for no reason what so ever. I just did. For twenty-four hours I was in hive hell. The only people who saw it were my parents and my girlfriend. There was no reason for it. This new rash falls in line with that. The only parallel is that I am in a situation of wanting things to work out and they are not. Maybe my psycho-somatic system is telling me something my...everything else is screaming isn't true. I can only take so much "everything should be working fine" before it all falls apart. And it's all about to fall apart. Jussayin'. I hate knowing these things....
October 16, 2009
October 13, 2009
October 12, 2009
October 10, 2009
October 7, 2009
I Believe In A Kingdom Come...
I've been in a real funk lately. Over the last couple months some things have happened that threatened to change my life. And change my life they have. I don't want to get into it all because most of it just isn't worth repeating. But those couple of things that do matter have really sent me into a tailspin. I have been physically and emotionally spent for a few weeks now and I needed a recharge. Last night I got that recharge.
Some people go to church to renew their spirit. Others go to the gym. Still others turn to drugs. I find that renewal in music. For the past few years I have not had the relationship with music that I once did. It seems that we have circled each other for some time but haven't crossed paths due to a bitter breakup. I think we have reconciled. I have been working on some new songs for the first time in many years. I hit a wall awhile back and could never push through that block. Finally something gave one night and new creative energy started to slowly trickle through. I feel better when I have that outlet.
Yesterday Andy and I drove to Atlanta to see U2 in concert. I have been to several concerts this year but this one was different. It's no secret that U2 is my favorite band. I have cornered many people while in a drunken state and gushed endlessly about their music. Last night marked the ninth time I have seen Bono and the boys in concert. They never cease to amaze me. Well, except for the last time I saw them.
Four years ago I managed to get tickets at the last minute. They were actually seats rather than the general admission, standing room only tickets I was used to. I walked away from that concert very disappointed. At the time I thought it was because the concert itself wasn't that good. And to be fair, it may not have been a good show. I know I walked away not feeling like I had from the other times I had seen them. So I was hopeful that last night's show would be better.
As the band played I looked around at the crowd around me. Suddenly I realized that it was the sense of community that was missing last time. Standing in line and then again on the floor of the venue I had the opportunity to talk to other people who love the band. We shared stories about past shows and talked about our favorite songs. I believe this spirit of community is what drives religions and starts political revolutions. If you can rally a large group of people under one shared experience then you can change the world: www.one.org
Our trip to Atlanta was a hard one. I'll spare you all the details. But as I was on the phone with my Dad yesterday, during a stop for car trouble and then again today, he asked me the same question: "Is it worth it?" As I left the Georgia Dome last night with 79,000 other people, feeling better than I have in many months, I thought to myself, "This was worth every bit of it."
Some people go to church to renew their spirit. Others go to the gym. Still others turn to drugs. I find that renewal in music. For the past few years I have not had the relationship with music that I once did. It seems that we have circled each other for some time but haven't crossed paths due to a bitter breakup. I think we have reconciled. I have been working on some new songs for the first time in many years. I hit a wall awhile back and could never push through that block. Finally something gave one night and new creative energy started to slowly trickle through. I feel better when I have that outlet.
Yesterday Andy and I drove to Atlanta to see U2 in concert. I have been to several concerts this year but this one was different. It's no secret that U2 is my favorite band. I have cornered many people while in a drunken state and gushed endlessly about their music. Last night marked the ninth time I have seen Bono and the boys in concert. They never cease to amaze me. Well, except for the last time I saw them.
Four years ago I managed to get tickets at the last minute. They were actually seats rather than the general admission, standing room only tickets I was used to. I walked away from that concert very disappointed. At the time I thought it was because the concert itself wasn't that good. And to be fair, it may not have been a good show. I know I walked away not feeling like I had from the other times I had seen them. So I was hopeful that last night's show would be better.
As the band played I looked around at the crowd around me. Suddenly I realized that it was the sense of community that was missing last time. Standing in line and then again on the floor of the venue I had the opportunity to talk to other people who love the band. We shared stories about past shows and talked about our favorite songs. I believe this spirit of community is what drives religions and starts political revolutions. If you can rally a large group of people under one shared experience then you can change the world: www.one.org
Our trip to Atlanta was a hard one. I'll spare you all the details. But as I was on the phone with my Dad yesterday, during a stop for car trouble and then again today, he asked me the same question: "Is it worth it?" As I left the Georgia Dome last night with 79,000 other people, feeling better than I have in many months, I thought to myself, "This was worth every bit of it."
October 2, 2009
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