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Friday, January 30, 2004

Ivory and Indigo
Today's Poetry: Ivory and Indigo

Sigmund Freud,
Pink Floyd,

Dark Side of the Moon,
Glue from horses' hooves,

Secretariat, wearing blinds,
Tea taxes, and capital excise,

Johnstown flood disasters,
fleets of stratocasters,

the Spanish armada,
the star Andromeda,

the Milky Way,
and the president who could not the Pigs at Bay.

a tank of thought overflown,
ivory and indigo,

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

The CCCA

Today is a momentous day for Kerry, as I announce my membership into the CCCA, that is the counter-counter-culture association. This announcement comes on the heels of Kerry's long drawn out battles with supposed buffoons, who as it turns out are, all in fact, correct. Starting now, Kerry will be doing his best to counter the horrors of counter-culture.
MusicDress
-Nonstop listening to incredible musical groups whose time in the limelight is so well deserved. These bands include:

Good Charlotte, Simple Plan, Hillary Duff, Pink, Lil John & The Eastside Boyz, Chingy, Evanescence, Nickelback, and G-Unit.
-Boycotting of stores with "alternative" merchandise such as "hot topic."

-Will only be shopping at places that sell Eck0 United, and have a large selection of visors that can be worn upside down

-Will wear expensive dress shoes at all times even when playing basketball

-Will request others "turn my god damn headphones up"

Friday, January 23, 2004

More Poetry
Soul Forge

Lazily reclining on the back of a hard wooden chair,
some Soundgarden came on, a perennial favorite,
the one that flowers with its terrific petals,
"I fell on black days,"

and as I sit, headphones wrapping me with life and sound,
wings unfolding in a sonic heaven,
or maybe a stairway to the aforementioned,
complete with Jimmy Page guitar solo,

laboriously building ivory towers of 12 strings,
this is the way I pass the cold winter evenings,
hammering out my soul,
with metallurgical efficiency,
with passive cast, broken mast,
making eyes into cataracts preceeding heart attacks,

Thursday, January 22, 2004

College Life Update

Well, it's the first week back at college, and things have been going pretty well, namely classes are seemingly easy thus far, and I've had lots of free time. Also, last night at the Michigan game was the final of the karaoke competition in which I was a participant. The prize was free books, and I won! It was very nerve racking, as I was going to sing "Ring of Fire" by Johnny Cash, but alas, I was informed at hte last minute that they did not have it! This threw a wrench in my plans, so I instead sang "Show me the Meaning of Being Lonely" by the Backstreet Boys. I wasn't ecstatic about this, as it's not uptempto, and neither were the male members of the student section, a sizeable portion of whom started doing the 'chomp clap' (very bad) at me in tempo to the song. To tell you the truth, I thought I'd lost, but the other guy wasn't really a singer, so maybe that's why I won. Who knows. I feel relieved, but somewhat ambivalent at the same time.

Today's Music
Incubus - Megalomaniac

Today's Poetry
Rests Squarely on the Shoulders Of...

Letters written in cursive,
splashed upon the sink basin,
peeling with water electrolisis,
slowly performing syntheses of hypotheses,

lifting myself up, as an atlas shrugging,
ready to meet a new day head on,
adroit, convalescent, halcyon,
sinews singing at the dawn,

a colossus of rhodes,
top dismantled from its base of gold,
testament to an era bygone,
fortune faded, physique depleted,

with hearts composed of uranium, tungsten, and miters,
weaving a canon of menlo park meets magistrate,
with bowed heads, assertions now lie prostrate,
filling us all with penchants and proclivities to self-deprecate,
is it any wonder we self terminate?

Thursday, January 15, 2004

Copeland

Copeland's coming to Union South on the 2nd of February, it's free, and I'm so excited, words don't do it justice. Copeland is simply the best band around. Incredible vocals... simply fantastic.

Last night, Jerome and I went to Tamara's to watch Bend it Like Beckham, which was great. Definitely worth the watching... female power woo!

Today's Music
Copeland - Take Care

Monday, January 12, 2004

Hooray

Well, I finally managed to fix the computer, and that makes me a Very happy panda. In other news, the Packers lost...

Tuesday, January 06, 2004

Movies, and time tick onward

Yesterday was marked by me waking up late, realizing my power supply is dead (I think) on my desktop computer (I'm writing this on the laptop) and then Jerome, Nathan and I going sledding, then doughnutting. That was the night, pretty much. I stayed up late, read some, and did and saw some aquateen reruns and a special adult swim vignette featuring meatwad and Brack acting out the 'Marcellus Wallace' scence from Pulp Fiction.

Today, I woke up late, very late. I took a shower, learned that I had some dentist appointments, called Christene from Target to get stuff straightened out for the Wednesday skiing outing. After that, I played a good deal of Final Fantasy X-2, which I am beginning to enjoy. The only thing that bugs me about these games is that they take so long to get started, learning the new mini-games, battle systems, etc. I still feel a little awed by it all, and at times it feels a bit hackneyed, just using the same locales and monsters as FFX. After that, we went to see Lost in Translation with Bill Murray and Scarlett Johansson (sp?). I enjoyed this movie, which is surprising because it reminded me a lot of Mrs. Dalloway, the book which I hated and Tamara loved, spawning many arguments between us. The art direction, rather the cinematography was superior. Perhaps the plot was somewhat lacking, but I enjoyed it, as I said earlier. When I got home, I watched some tv, and wrote some Poetry.

I think now my poetry will be contained exclusively in my deviantart site just because it is a more open forum, and I can more easily view my work, critiques, and other artwork by that same token.

Today's Music
Yellowcard - Only Once