Sunday, December 23, 2007

Here comes the future and you can't run from it, if you've got a black list I want to be on it, while I'm waiting for the great leap forward

My top ten this year sounds more like a troll's top ten more than anything. The long tail of music brings a lot of great stuff, but it also brings a lot of noise and trendy stuff. As I get older my filters just aren't working as well, and I find myself heading back to go ol' 'meat and potatoes' land. A special thanks for the music of The Cure, my mom really likes them :)

I look over list after list, and most of the stuff is the same, and here's what I start thinking. Radiohead, please go back and make 'The Bends' part two, I'm not big on 'In Rainbows', although I'm sure it will grow on me. Someone hand me a copy of 'Neon Bible' so I can see what the hub-bub is about, and cool kids, try out Yann Tiersen, and suddenly you go, oooo, that's Beirut's more soulful daddy.

The long tail of pop music fuses together instruments such as the trumpet and accordion and such, the question begs, just cause you can half-way play these instruments, should you? So put on some cool clothes and a skinny white belt and let the show begin.

Here's what's been on heavy rotation this year on my electronic devices. This year, it really is a tie between the top ten, for I truly loved everything below. Probably not too objective, and always leaning towards the favorites :)

Travis - The Boy with No Name -- I've been with them since they opened for Ben Folds at La Zona Rosa in 1997. They were out in the audience and we were lucky to chat with them. They asked us what we thought of the spice girls. A night that stays with me forever. Ten years later they are still churning out hits, same three chords, no nonsense, controlled passion. Battleships, the song of the album gives us the lyric, 'when will you figure it out, that you're always right little darling.' Both introspective, outrospective, you come away from this album smarter than you did coming to it.

Paolo Nutini - These Streets -- All I can say about this dude is that he's a little pimp daddy. The songs he are sultry and romantic. They give me the feel I've traveled everywhere and I have an affinity to home. 'Back up loneliness and hello tenderness, I've been waiting for your call for so long,' I've picked up the call, even if it's Saturday night and I was hoping it wasn't for me.

Mark Knofler - Kill the King Crimson -- True Love will never fade, the album grabs me from the first lyric, and for the most part, the album never dips. Listening to this album gives me hope of 'following a trail a bread crumbs to where i need to be.' It's the album you dance to with your honey in the living room, glass of something alcoholic and letting the songs take your imagination away. Listening to the chords and progressions from the man who brought us the 'Sultans of Swing,' I wonder if he's still got the earring and wonder where he gets all the soul.

The Soundtrack of our lives - A Present from the past -- Just some DAMN GOOD rock and roll, the song 'Galaxy Gramophone' was ringing through my thoughts for 3 months this year. Listening to these guys gives my head a much needed 'shake' and I'm always interested in where all the thoughts are going to land again, kinda like one of those cheesy snow globes. If pop culture demanded more from music, these guys, with great lyrics, imagination and killer melodies that are consistent and deviant within conformity, they are your boys. The in-store performance at Waterloo years back still is VIVID in my mind.

Mason Jennings - Simple Life -- In short, unbelievable album, probably the album I've listened to the most in 2007. It's the best 'just a guy and his acoustic' album I've ever heard, and I've heard a lot of 'guy with acoustic guitar' albums. The sincerity cannot be shaken. He's from Minneapolis, my girl is near there, hence a strong emotional bond there, but rest assured, Mason holds his own and then some. He reminds us the little details derail your dreams, to awknowledge your demons, make concessions to them, and life falls into place. I'm reminded of him everytime my crackberry rings with the soothing tune of Lilacs.

Sondre Lerche - Dan in Real Life Soundtrack -- Man o man, my boy Sondre did wonders on this soundtrack, and I can't wait to see the movie. He teams up with Regina Spector (one of last years favorites) to bring us a cute little that says 'be careful you fool, there are certain rules, even for a fellow like you' which makes me understand, even those who are cool enough to transcend social boundaries with the opposite sex, there still are some 'rules of engagement' -- Another great lyric 'you who replaced every beat that was false,' rings in my head. Sondre is such a great writer that based on anything you feel, you can pull something out relative to and sum up a very complicated feeling.

Babyshambles - Shotters Nation -- People often tell me, 'why do you like these guys so much' and instead of saying 'whatever dude, you been reading gawker too much,?' I just list it all out. For the people who have lack of attention span, listen to the intro song 'Carry up the Morning,' and what you hear is a sinister guitar, a great backbeat and an extremely intelligent individual. I think its 'undergrounds' greatest publicity stunt, lets show Pete doing drugs and give everyone the perception I'm about to lose it. Pete will be jammin' 10 years into the future just as he's been jamming forever in the past, writing great song that fuse mysterious situations with nostalgia, love and confusion. From the opening song to the 'Lost art of Murder', you'll hear some ripped off licks, but most importantly, you'll hear good tunes with gems of wisdom especially 'Get off your back, you're just killin time,' and 'I lost my thorn in paradise.' The line with Pete that always sticks, 'We'll die in the class we were born, a class of our own.'

Elliot Smith -- New Moon -- The first 3 - 5 minutes of an Elliot Smith listening session I'm short of breathe, and he takes my soul to a place that it can never go alone. Deemed a songwriters songwriter, you won't get any dissenting opinion from me. It's somber, relaxing and soothing and getting biblical for a moment, I'd gander that Elliot Smith died so that many people could live. Elliot's cover of 'Thirteen' makes Wilco's version sounds that cover guy at your local bar. He's been vendictive in the past (I love that by the way), but this double set presents the peaceful side, and we can only hope that Elliot is someone beyond that New Moon making wonderful tunes we can all enjoy with him one day.

Gotan Project - Lunatico -- New, old, progressive, traditional, its all here. I've done translations to the songs, what they are saying is cool too! I wasn't sold of the folks from Argentina until ACL festival this year, where I see a hot girl singing with 3 violins, a man on classical guitar, the dreaded accordion and two DJ's droppin in the bass in the background. It's a perfect arrangement.

The Veils - Nux Vomica -- The album is an emotional rollercoaster, it rocks, it's sad and everything in between. I love the 'image' of this band, I love the raspy voice and 'Under the Folding Branches' is one of the most powerful songs I've heard this year. I don't know much about The Veils. They seldom make lists or blogs or anything like this (at least what I've seen), so they feel much more personal to me, and that's hard to find in the music long tail.

Sondre Lerche -- Phantom Punch -- I'd have to say this is my favorite of all. Why? The man's soul is un-tarnished, and this shows in his speech, antics and most importantly in his song. He captured my perceptions of Bergen Norway and won serious accolades with me in 'Two Way Monologue' and now he's on to fry other fish. Airport Taxi Reception is the bomb, anyone leaving something they love, weather it a person, location, etc, etc will identify with this song. It's that chaos of running to get to where you need to go, and then standing still. This song captures the running part, i.e., I need to get where I'm going, but I'm still thinking of 'it.' Tragic Mirror presents a song with a person in both worlds of human though, and in many cases, this song rings true the words 'the more you know, the less you understand.' Finally, 'after all' presents the lyrics 'I like you too much after too little time, I hold back my hearts crazy rambling.' The guitars sound like butterfiles dancing around in your stomach, that feeling everyone has, is captured perfectly with the jazz box style guitars they haul around.


Song of the 'year' to go along with the music book of the year. The Cardigans from kcrw 'and then you kissed me' go with the book 'love is a mix tap.'

Best hip hop album of the year Talib Kweli's Eardrum, and the two greatest greatest hits albums are Elvis Costello's 'The First 10 Years,' and The Libertines - Time for heroes, The Best of the Libertines.

Best EP of the year, M Wards 'To Go Home' a great cover of headed for a fall, and cosmopolitan pap, EXCELLENT song. On a side note, Ward covers of Daniel Johnston are INCREDIBLE.

Hats off to audio learning including history of the united states, history of Hitlers empire, fear and doing away with it, mans search for meaning, philosophy and the intelligence of emotions amoung others for making me smarter :)

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

So This is Christmas, And What Have you Done, Another Year Older, and a New One Just Begun

Tidings to catalog on the blog for future generations. What's been occupying my thoughts in no particular order.

1 -- Normalcy -- Amazing how having the right person in your life clears your mind, puts it at ease, gives you something to look forward to, gives you support and guidance, and in my case provides the foundation while I go for the empire.

2 -- Six Sigma Blackbelt -- Time consuming it is, probably the sole reason 'the blog' has taken a hit. Instead of coming home and 'thinking about things', I pop open this 1,000 page fine print book and do some reading. Going out? What is that anymore?....and all things considered I'm feeling fine about it.

3 -- Christmas -- When I was a little kid, the vivid memory from Christmas eve was playing GI Joe vs Gobots by our gas stove, while everyone was asleep, not really understanding why I got all these presents, but what the hell, Leader 1, go kick some a$$. All the hustle and bustle and 70 degree weather, please help me look back at this one day and find the beauty in Christmas. Help me 'see the other side.'

4 -- War is Over -- All this talk of who wants this and who wants that and listening to my favorite Christmas song reminds me that things NEVER change when it comes to humans. Emanuel Kant had one foot in relativism and one foot in romanticism, and he's one of the 'coolest' people to ever walk this earth, my thoughts are with him.


5 -- Absolutes -- It's the year I trade in extremes, understand the status quo, and work within the game to improve the game, the players, the world around me, and most importantly myself.

6 -- Social Networks -- It's amazing, the year where 'you' are the person of the year. That means people are becoming more and more self absorbed as the tools and technology get better for integration. Its that damn yin and yang thing coming back. It's amazing how people won't aggregate relevant information to their peers, but they sure will put pictures on them dancing on tables and getting drunk at the club. I send email out frequently, and never get a response, I guess everyone is too damn busy.

7 -- Assumptions -- I've run into so many people and have had so many friends that assume they know what other people are thinking. I've fell victim of that many times this year too, and I'm glad to finally nip that problem in the bud. Well that line that assumption is the mother of all f*ckups is correct. I'm glad to have someone special near me that is a great communicator and knows who she is, that way we communicate on a fundamental level. If you can co-exist peacefully there, it's a sign of good things to come.
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What a year, a year where I've taken self-enrichment to a different level. It's been a year I've been able to progress in quantifiable ways as a human being. Most importantly it's been a year in which I've been able to focus on what's important, and that's made a world of difference.

Stay tuned for my top 10 albums of the year,
maybe not all from this year, but I found out about them this year, so I'm counting them.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

give me peace of mind and trust, don't forget about the rest of us

You know, I used to be a troll about politics. I used to get caught up in what's left wing and right wing politics, what media supports what, etc. I used to muse about how one party talks of torture and Jesus, and the other global warming and social programs. Now I let the tribal nature of us gravitating to political parties and the white noise of society behind.

My intiuition says the cost of negativity counts and this proves to me that when politicians want to sling mud, there are a group of loyalists, including myself who will stand up and be counted.

I just support the person who my intiution tells me to support. I've done blogs and other cool digital ways of supporting. Now it's time for yard art in Shiner, and if I had a yard in the city, I'd do the same.

Check out my brother Ronnie with the Obama sign :)


March 4th is the Texas caucus, before that I'll be having some bbq's and beer sessions in support of my candidate, putting my money and time where my mouth is, and doing it with conviction.

My hand goes out to the dignified man from Kansas running a clean race for the presidency.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Look Around Could It Bring Somebody Down If I Never Made a Sound Again

Ahhh, Superdrag, the first time I saw these fellas was 1995 opening for Ben Folds, I can't believe its 12 years later, and while back in the day, the happy tunes got me bouncing around in mosh pits, well, kinda mosh pits, and now they have me thinking about something else.

Overused corporate phrases, but for now just this comes to mind.

Often times you'll get the following answers 'it is what it is' and 'Yes and No.' I used 'it is what it is' every now and then, and I'm trying to break myself of the habit, for often times I don't feel that's an appropriate answer, and I think its the easy way out. YES AND NO in an answer totally baffles my mind. Can't the asker / answerer slice that question a little bit thinner?

I'll leave it with a favorite quote from a wise old sage 'When all is said and done, there will be more said than done.'

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Santa Clause if You Can Hear, Can I Please Change my Mind, I Don't Want that Bucking Horse

Christmas in its pure form, generally speaking is people wanting to be with their families and friends. However its turned into black Friday, stress, bills, budgets, what do I get for who, and in a mad rush, the personal nature and the personality of the holiday has been stripped, not to mention where did all the religious aspects of it go?

Signs of hope is seeing my brother in law toil away with his yard decorations, seeing kids enjoy decorating the tree, and just the general comfort enjoyed by the companionship.


Even the Shiner family has spirit, my brother climbs to the top of the house to outline the frame. Very nice, and this is the BACK of the house, the one mom walks through when she enters, he did it for her, not for the Jones's.


As for me, its the fiber optic tree once again :)

Saturday, December 08, 2007

And I Won't Let that Bring Me Down, There's a Lifetime Left of those Days Around

Hallettsville Courthouse, beautiful during the XMAS season.


Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt

Kurt Vonnegut watched the firebombing of Dresden as a POW. Can you imagine that, the life and experiences lead certain individuals? Vonnegut explains it well.

Francis Scott Key, looking out of his confinement saw this, not old glory, but 15 stars and 15 stripes. One thing working with it all, I see a rich history of battalions, regiments, and other factions of these forces.

The Garrison that protected Baltimore, just one.

Monday, December 03, 2007

My Damascan Road’s my transistor radio

Sometimes I get worked up about 'how messed up everything is right now' in politics, but after 20 hours into a 100 lecture series on the history of the United States, I have a different tune, a much different tune.

I believe every red blooded American should be exposed to this, especially the types how are embedded in political parties to a fault. Factions of special interests with a 'limited life' turned into political parties that lasted past these interests that would dissolve. One thing about American politics, nothing ever dissolves, and certainly nothing ever gets settled.

The 'ideology' of the time of the creation of the country was virtue, commerce and liberty and with it all came corruption, hence the dreaded 'checks and balances.'

The divide was from the beginning between Hamilton and Jefferson, Hamilton set up the economy, Jefferson was a country boy who thought banks were the devil and didn't like the tax on whiskey from his farm products. Since then the next in line thought he was going to 'fix' what the other person had 'broken.'

What makes me so proud of this country is that it was broken from the beginning, and look where we are at. Pretty damn good for a mix of unemployed, criminal and homeless coupled with corporate greed that was 'dumped' here in the first place. The world turned its back on the people that came here during colonization, for various reasons, and the history and heritage is deep and rich.

We learn the pendulum has always swung both ways, for better or for worse.

Friday, November 30, 2007

When everything feels all over, When everybody seems unkind

Latest self help book, more on fear, here's my notes --

1 -- fear will never go away as long as you grow

2 -- the only way to get rid of the fear of doing something is to go out and do it

3 -- the only way to feel better about yourself is to go out and do it

4 -- not only are you going to experience fear, so will everyone else

5 -- fear of being helpless is worse than pushing through fear

-- move yourself from a position of pain to a position of power

-- love and power go together, with no power love is distorted

-- i am powerful and i am loving, i am powerful and i am loved, i am powerful and i love it

-- do you see yourself as a victim, or do you take responsibility? never blaming anyone or anything for what you are doing or feeling -- blaming is giving away all your power -- griping is a habit, get rid of it, it will take time -- don't make yourself a victim of yourself -- always do the best given the person you are at the time

-- taking responsibility means taking control of the chatterbox inside, the doom and gloom condescending 'troll' inside

-- we usually anticipate the worse, saying yes dilutes the fear and calmly handles the situation

-- saying no resists opportunities and creates apathy

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

I Was Never Cool In School, I'm Sure You Don't Remember Me

Tonight speaks of the fine line between insecurity and disinterest. When I was young I always thought what I felt was insecurity; Insecurity at other peoples clothes, other peoples girls, money, fancy cocktail parties, 'nice houses' and often thoughts and ideologies held by others. Now that I'm all grown up, I feel more as if it was just a genuine disinterest the whole time, and the insecurity has turned into pride, and it isn't going back to the pumpkin at midnight.

A friend of mine once told me, you have to read 'Rules for Radicals,' something I picked up, read a few pages and said, wait, radicals (or deviants as I like to call them) don't need rules, for they are the ones who make the rules. Generally speaking, the innovators pave the road we drive on, while the imitators write books and papers on it.

What made me think about this tonight, I'm standing in line at Whataburger waiting for my double cheeseburger, mustard only, the cashier gave me a smile but I was shy and looked down, so down, just as Ben Folds said it in the song Underground. It came to me, I wasn't insecure, just disinterested but obviously in a kind way.

I think a lot of people spend their 'brain downtime' thinking about things. I surely do, and tonight a lot of things just sorta came to me, the point when all thoughts come together.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

And If Love is All Around Us, How Could this Have Found Us, The Move you Know is Don't Let Go Of Me

I had a fair share of turkey and pie and loafing today, and happily no pulled muscles this year. I need to get rumbling on some exercise or that minute on the lips will turn to lifetime on the hips. I had a lot of time to think today, just a general 'take it easy' sorta day, and I'm amazed at how much my mind is at ease, and how that makes me a better participant in family life. I love the feeling.

I think about fear, and how many people live their lives in fear, and how many people base all kinds of decisions in life on what they are afraid of. I tried to get down to the root of it all, thinking, is it terrorists, bad people, new job, new house, new girl or what? What is people's main source of strife, forever I thought being bold is what it took to overcome what I thought people feared the most, FAILURE. I've finally come to understand that humans in general are afraid of success. Success, however you measure it, should take a person out of their comfort zone and thrust them into a 'brand new way' like Rhett would say. I've feared success until today in my life, and today starts a reconditioning of my mind to accept nothing other than success. In its purest form to me, no matter what you do in life, this means 'overcoming obstacles' and having the right attitude. For me this means being deviant inside while following the worlds fashions, and 'busting loose' when the time is right.

The other side of that is courage. Jeff Buckley said that dreaming is for the courageous. I set the bar high in my head for the dreams I want to accomplish, with grace and dignity. I hear what my heart has to say, and its brave and bold, and I will follow. What's the latter? Really, do I have a choice? I'm not afraid of success, I will continue to get better, and I will seek motivation and inspiration from everyone around me.

If you don't take risks, you don't drink champagne. - Gary Kasparov

Texas Testosterone again at its finest, thats right, don't mess with my beer. Happy Thanksgiving yall -- hats off to the 48,000,000 projected turkeys that have found their way on to our tables.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

But over-zealous angels flap their wings too fast, And cause the wind to blow and turn the wheel at last

Lately in the 'long tail' world, the cool thing to do is to bash Jesus and compadres, in music, clothing, cocktail party conversations, and just general spatter. Don't get me wrong, I used to hop on this bandwagon, gleefully and say, yea! people have been mislead, this, that, and other typical rational thought sentiments, pffft, as if anyone knows.

Bashing GIVES RELEVANCE, and I've just now come to understand this, so what does it lead me to believe? I want to be a crusader for the truth, and yea, its one of the avenues I pursue, along with science, philosophy, art, empirical evidence, etc.

If you check out the 90 second history of all religions, you'll see a fascinating show of how Christianity and Islam are the best 'marketers' or 'witnesses' for their cause. Hell, I like them all, lots of interesting stuff conjured up by man himself, and the times interpretation of divine intervention, and to turn a blind eye to any of these stuff is simply wrong. :)

Which brings us to the 'inch deep, mile wide' way I live my life, and I rely on everyone around me to bring me their truth, I feel like I ask the right questions, and I've found out thankfully at a young age that life is to short to discount anything, and its a personal imperative to question everything. In my opinion, this doesn't make me a victim to anything, especially laziness.

Bro-in-law left a comment that said Richard Feynman (great man) said in physics, the closer you get to fact, the less likely it is to be true. This is why I'm weary of people who are absolutely certain in their convictions, weather it be clergy, science, political figures, and especially the belligerent jackass at the bar.

A lot of it is about putting brain cells towards what you believe is right, and not doing it with venom. I do this, and I'm confident in my convictions, but you can never be sure.

I've been at peace spiritually in my life for a fair amount of time now, I think not only is it a choice, but vital and essential to mankind. Curiosity and open-ness is the key.

Friday, November 16, 2007

The future is just a word, that's how I recall it, The Past is Much More Present in Our Yawning

Holy toledo, the song 'Wet Ground', extremely deep, extremely meaningful, and if I had a clue about the charisma of Bergen Norwegians, snow and sentimentality, this is the sound I'd peg them with, and I think I'd be right in accessing the undercurrent of their thoughts. How's that for a run-on sentence?

I think you'll find it in a handful of cities on this side of the pond, people actually knowing the backing vocals. Every time I hear this song it makes me feel and think something differently, and I'm sure I've listened to this song more than he's played it.


The opener, Dan Wilson, old lead singer of Semisonic, who I recall seeing in 96 or 97, and I remember Ashley B loved his hip shaking. He sang closing time, introduced it as the song about your kid that sucks, even though its the 'most important' song you've ever written, and the rest of the band doesn't want to be assholes and say it sucks. The blast from the past was perfect for the opening act, and his solo stuff is really good too :)

Thursday, November 15, 2007

You've Got to Stand for Something Or You'll Fall For Anything

One of my heroes came out for the guy I want to win president. On what premise? The ability to answer a simple question. Think of your favorite politician, and if they can't give a straight answer to a simple question, you're playing the role of a politician and not a pragmatist who's main goal is to overcome.

Sure the politics is gummed up beyond belief, I'd say its the erosion of an empire, and that's not my 'left wing blame America' attitude talking, but rather looking Nero burning Rome while the senate had a finger up their a$.

I vote my conscious on who I think will sway the boat at least in the right direction away from lobbyists, limit senator terms, bring back the pocket veto, you know, all that common sense jazz that's been lost in the shuffle.

I haven't heard Clinton give a clear answer on even a simple question. I don't want another Bush, nor do I want another Clinton in the White House. I thought keeping the same surname in power over and over was reserved for Monarchy not Democracy.

I want someone who understands technology, and I also want cheap trips to Europe: I want that candidate that can give me back that.

Consequently, I'll be at the Obama rally in ATX on Saturday if anyone wants to join.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Dressed Up to the Eyes, It's a Wonderful Surprise, To See Your Shoes and Your Spirits Rise

Many parts of my day / life I see through a surreal lens, and by golly I like it that way. For instance, this morning I'm rollin' up in an army base, and I have The Cure playing, the head goes silly. I think, this is an interesting canvas around me set to the music. It's rainy day music to go with complicated and intricate agendas, in life, love, aspirations.

It's kinda like a typical Bruns family get together that includes turkey, dressing, yams, fajitas, hot sauce, corn tortillas, guacamole and brisket all other things that 'go with' it. It's saying, 'bring on the pot luck.' I love pot luck, and I don't see why more people don't engage this mentality towards their lives, is the security and stability they crave better than my 'leap and the net will appear' approach?

I think about why I like Minnesota, and a flurry of things instantly come to my head, and rather than bore everyone with these sentiments, I'll say the best attributes we have going is that we can talk through things, and we're patient with each other. Communication and patience I've learned is key to starting out any successful endeavor that amounts to something meaningful. A wise old Ryan from Shiner once told me to understand the nature of what I'm getting into, and put the bar right there. This is much easier to 'set' when people are forward and frank with each other, and get down to the gusto when the gusto needs to be gotten down to.

Already we've weathered quite a few storms, some hail, some tornadoes, a hurricane or two and the waves have landed on friendly shores. Compromise, naw, none of that nonsense, that's the stuff that wimpy 'college trys' are good for. The things we disagree on we (sometimes painstakingly) talk through, and we come out clean on the other side, with a nice gleam and lemon sent to us, maybe on a beach or something like this.

If things don't work out, its not going to be because we didn't try, I've already yanked my ace and I know what I'm getting into, and as Semisonic would say, I'm "Feeling Strangely Fine."

Lets Just Say, There Are the Long Days, There is this Dumb Luck, There is a Brand New Way Opening Up

Action packed weekend I'm making a feeble attempt at cataloging.

Minnesota comes to Texas, its freezing up there, hot as the dickens down here. First things first, snap a picture in front of the Alamo, then head to Austin.


I actually like that Crockett Hotel in the back of the Alamo, it looks like a really cool place. The Alamo, ahhhh, one of the first signs of good ol' Texan testosterone.


Somewhere in the middle of the weekend we rolled over to Bernie's to check out random cool stuff.


Antics from the Elephant Room before the Lyrics Born show. the place was hoppin'.


Ashley and her crazy hand tat. She was doing a show that night and was all dressed up cool.


Me and Mike D taking our customary 'mean looking' picture. It was Mike D's birthday last Saturday, happy belated to him :)


Abbey and Jen, boy I love this picture of these two sistas, they are sooo funny.


Then it was time for a Gman / Jeannie bday celebration. How about starting with a picture of Deb and Gman.


Followed by a cake with 84 candles, like Jamie said, CALL THE FIRE DEPT! Kudos to Jamie on the cake :)


Do they have enough air in their lungs to blow that beast out?


Mummy and Jamie


Mr Ghetto shorts and Jolen


Mr Ghetto shorts, Jolen and gang signs


Gman laying by the Beck's minikeg


and finally, GMAN with all the loot :) --


More elaboration to come on all this, at some point one of these years.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Like a story-book ending, I'm lost in your charms

This past week I rambled through Colbert's book, cause it seems like the cool thing to do these days, and the ultimate 'one liner' in the book, is.....Ayn Rand could kick Shakespeare's ass in a bar fight. How true is that.

My ears have been filled with The Beautiful South, another one of those damn 'panzy bands.' I listen to them all the time, for the longest time. The only time and only person that has been able to see me 'in my element' was Ashley B. Getting constantly scoffed because people can't see past the 'adult contemporary-ness' of them and to the real meat, it was refreshing to drive up to Oxford with an English buddy and jam the band, and sing.

One of those two hour memories that are vivid in my mind. One day, perish the thought of having kids, but a typical 'Friday night,' I'd love to pull up a map and go, here's where Crowded House is from, here's where The Beatles are from, Bob Marley, Toten Hosen, Gorky Park, etc, etc, etc, and the list goes on and on. I'd love to try the Suzuki Method too.

I'm in a quote sort of mood, google searched 'the best quote in the world' and got ten

Love. —The Prophets

Know thyself. —Socrates

Inches make champions. —Vince Lombardi

Nothing gold can stay. —Robert Frost

Work is love made visible. —Kahlil Gibran

No great thing is created suddenly. —Epictetus (A.D.200)

Well done is better than well said. —Benjamin Franklin

No wind favors he who has no destined port. —Montaigne

Sometimes even to live is an act of courage. —Seneca

Do first things first, and second things not at all.
—Peter Drucker.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

Like a Hero or The Champion, You are the Best, You're the Best, Like Religion or Superstition, With You I am Blessed, With You I am Blessed

Ben Harper and the Innocent Criminals, boy do I have a love hate relationship with these boys. I see Allman Brothers, E-streets, Price, Marvin Gay, and Lenny all rolled up in one package.

I guess the reason they're in San Antonio was Bass Concert Hall in Austin was booked for the evening, at any rate, the crowd is totally different, at one point, boy yells out 'come see us in Austin' and 3/4 of the crowd start cheering.


Highlight was the Bill Withers 'Use Me' cover, and the dynamics, and the steel, and the....well, you get the point, pretty damn good show.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

In vast oceans of air that will mess up his hair, Though he no longer cares anymore

I could write a dissertation on what goes on in your mind when you're a pudgy on the cusp of middle age out of shape computer programmer writing a 100 k bike ride. You think about yourself, your ambitions and the dreaded question of 'why am i out here on a Saturday morning testing my body like this'

You could be doing a lot of things, and you can make up a lot of excuses for not doing something out of your comfort zone, I choose not to make those excuses. I've lived by the Chinese proverb, time is a made thing, to say you don't have time, means you don't want to. Challenging yourself makes everyone around you a better person, and as long as these crusty bones of mine can endure, I'm there!

Well here's me and my bud W3, rolling down the streets, my top speed was 33 mph.


Getting late as I post this beast, lets just say that at the 'finish line' I felt like I was going to barf, body wasn't sore, and as I type this the following day, its remarkable that my body isn't in shambles, must be all that milk I've been drinking lately.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Blame it on the Black Star, Blame it on the Falling Sky, Blame it on the Satellite, That Beams Me Home

Gee wiz, I'm finding it harder and harder to blog each and every day. I've avoiding religious and political commentary, and for the first time in a long time I'm putting for par on the self inflicted misery-o-meter.

So, I can say, knowing yourself is power, having a deep understanding of yourself is amazing. I find something new out about myself all the time, tonight, I've come to the conclusion a lot of the things I do are 'ghetto.'

I'm riding my bike this evening, a considerable investment in bike, gloves, shoes, hat, shorts, etc. I roll out all the time still in a rebellious fashion. When you're going 30 on a bike you can fall and jack yourself up pretty good, and my attire on the bike ride, WELL, lets just say it ain't no Lance Armstrong, especially after a brisk 10 mile ride, lovely BO.

Well I ride through the southeast side for greater 'motivation', the sides where killings are one a day plus iron. I really like the mobile upload for facebook, really cool stuff, blackberry to facebook flawlessly.

Speaking of which, I must have Google backlash here. I think their 'open social' initiative isn't going to work because the 'identity piece' hasn't been figure out, hence can you say porn bot open social friends? Straying more and more away from core competencies, blogger ain't changed a bit in forever, I'm looking at moving to typepad...at the end of the day they are a bonafid advertising agency with a great search service, yahoo and msft will catch up and the pie will be split at least 3 ways. How about Mozilla hopping in bed with Google, I feel like it proves the whole 'open' ideology isn't really all that it's cut out to be. It is inevitable that the boys from Google will be trading in the free lobster dinners for Subway someday, I'm not a hater, just a realist.

Hype keeps a lot of things inflated, hell it keeps some cities inflated, like the one I used to live in. It's great if you can sustain it, otherwise the impending 'bust' will occur. I guess in a flat world Billy Bob technologist can work anywhere he wants to. Hype keeps the dreaded stock market higher than ever while the housing market is in a bust, dollar is at a all time low EVERYWHERE, and oil just hit 96 bucks a barrel.

Big impressions on SA thus far, terrible roads, lots of homeless, lots of multi-cultural people around the Alamo, lots of stupid tourist BS around it too, car getting broken into while its 13 feet from where I'm sleeping is a bit alarming (literally), and it's tooled for the family life.

There are what to me are surreal situations around me here, and I really do enjoy putting them all into perspective.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Pale, pubescent beasts, Roam through the streets, And coffee shops, While I Try to Find Words as Light as the Birds that Circle Above

Sunday afternoon, I'm watching 'The Resurrection' a movie filmed IN SHINER, and starring my grandma in select parts. 5 stars on Amazon, but only available on VHS tape? What's up with that? Long story short, its about a woman who has the power to heal, without any divine ties, hence society alienates her, go figure.

World class vision, another point of mental toughness, one of societies great visions is one of love, the passionate and unconditional kind. Sorry, but when Tina Turner says 'whats love got to do with it,' she's just fuming.

It's a really primitive world out there when you don't have love in your life, real cave man shit going on everywhere, and I am old enough to say with strong conviction I HATE IT. I do believe souls have to find each other for balance and focus in life, and in a society tooled for two.

It's that time in my life, would I rather go out and watch a bunch of hoes dancing 'To the Window To the Wall on the dance floor', being cool, or would I rather stay at home and do personal things, without a doubt, the times in my life of 'keepin up with the Jones's is over', and I'm entering the adult life and true virtue.

What it mean, I guess it says, when you're a 'cool and young' person, you can't wait for the phone to hang out with your friends, when you're 'old,' the phone rings on Saturday night, you hope its not for you.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

You can take your dollar bills or you can leave 'em behind, All the books that i've read just cleaned out my mind

I am going for my Six Sigma Blackbelt, and I can't decide if the service I dropped a grand on is worth it, or is it one of those 'for $69.99, we'll send you a masters degree.' I have to figure out a project for the sigma certification30-40 pages of stuff I plan to put a lot of thought into, just trying to figure out what do it on, something that's beneficial to me, and something that's a calculated risk, because I haven't worked up to 100% risky yet.

I read a lot, I love the 'self help' books, and I feel like I'm close to outgrowing them, which I think is a good thing? MY AMAZON WISHLIST is growing like crazy. What am I reading other than the six sigma bible....we'll, it would be Effective C# and I'm listening to 5 Mental Toughness 'pointers' every night before I go to bed.

The two biggest things I've taken from the toughness lecture thus far.
  1. Separate Truth From Fact -- Boggled my mind, opened up a whole new world of thought to me with this one line. What it tells me, pragmatism and money making don't go hand in hand. If you want to make money, you have to abstract yourself from doing actual work in many ways. I think this has been the general truth, but in a flat world, is the pragmatic approach going to pay off? I've always believed that work was a redeeming virtue in an individual, and through advanced beurocracy, lots of people were able to bullshit their way into mansions. The fact could be the woman or job you are with could be the best for you, but the fact is they probably aren't the best in the world, and it peeves me when people say, 'I have the best job in the world, or my old lady is the best in the world.' What are the facts, and what is the truth, that one has left my head spinning, and it will be spinning for a long time.
  2. Non-linear thinking -- Hearing this was music to my ears, I've never been a linear thinker, I've always thought in terms of abstract ideas, and the exchanging of ideas. 177 mental toughness and Colbert's new book both say something to the effect that there are 3 classes in America; poor, middle, and upper. Poor think about food on the table and clothes on the body, middle think about what degree or certification to get next, while the upper practice idea exchange and are able to abstract and integrate. How does it explain why I'm living in a sh*thole apartment with still a pocket full of flint? I have thoughts on this, and I feel that I'm always on the cusp of great things, and these will come to fruition one of these days if I just keep chipping away at the stone.
The world at large has the illusion of freedom, but all of us are enslaved by something big, examples include politics, religion, girls (like the country song). The more subtle lack of freedom is the fact that we have to wake up every morning and go to work. I like what I do, I like being engaged in my job and duties, but I'd drop it in a heartbeat for a rita and sun in Bermuda and the chance to lead a jet setting lifestyle, and that's why I toil, that's my end.

Regardless, adversity is the catalyst for mental toughness and overcoming obstacles. I put a lot of regard to people in my life who have thick skin and forget the speech and move the stone.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

In the Paper Today, Tells of War and Waste, But you Turn Right Over to the TV Page

The theme for the weekend, visiting great buds (Mike D, Manuelabor and Lacinator) and food that's bad for you, two trips to McDonalds, an excessive portion of sloppy Mexican food, and the clincher, FRIED GUACAMOLE at the state fair.


Somewhere in there we saw St Vincent at a posh museum in Ft Worth. Austin and Ft Worth do music totally different. St Vincent in Austin would have been in crowded sweaty body to sweaty body emos, here, I could have rolled up right in front of everyone without a sour look thrown. Bada$$ 'Dig a Pony' Beatles cover which made me happy.

The museum also had the Ron Mueck exhibit, something extraordinary, but not for many. Manuelabor and Mike D were joking about the sculpture of the pudgy naked dude in the corner, said it looked like me, and unfortunately I couldn't deny it.

At the state fair, we went to a dinosaur IMAX show, one of those IMAX'es that wrap around you, VERY trippy, I had vertigo for 2 hours after it. Lots of other stuff, unfortunately no pictures, but I did find my charger so I'll start making up for it.

My current thoughts swing to Drew Carey's quote, "America isn't at war, they are at the mall," and when I head to a mall, I can't discount this. Also, check out the song, The Internationale, it has a fascinating history, and no, I'm no socialist, but I am an idealist. This 'movie', 'starring' Billy Bragg, is now on my amazon wishlist. I think its just an extended dialogue about the song, you see what I do for fun on a Friday night these days. :-)

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Worlds above and worlds below, The sun shines on the black clouds hanging over the domain

I got asked a question today, if your life was a book, how would it read? I am going to try to answer that, but more in context of the soundtrack of my life.

But first, who would have thought the boys back home would ever see me in an army vest, well here it is, not really in the army vest context, and unless global conquest is sought by a DEVELOPED country, it ain't going to happen in context of battle.


The boys back home, or everyone for that matter always said I have an affinity to 'homo' music, so be it. I'll take the cunning lyrics of Belle and Sebastian any day over something that 'sounds' hardcore that is 'sissy'.

Same thing with my life I suppose, I enjoy finding the 'gentle giants,' those who fly under the radar, and those who understand that plurality never amounts to any good. My life often times is 'four seasons in one day' as depicted by the boys from Australia.

I would like to see the book of my life being read as someone who's gone a long way, and something that is edgy to a point, but then tapers off but still is good. I would say kinda like Bon Jovi, a dude who arguably was a bit edgy in the 80's, then got a haircut and sang 'its my life,' and it worked, and in the process of it all, he's said to have thrown the best parties ever. Poison on the other hand burned out with sex and drugs. There's the spread.

I want the book to read as if I've always taken the long hard road, especially on what I would deem where I am right now in life, lets just call it chapter 5, and up. I want someone or myself outside looking in to go, damn he did this.....and this.....damn that's cool.

I want it to be original, not only in the sense that I've hidden my sources, but also in the sense that I've made a very useful mashup of all these sources and people who are influenced by me can take away something valuable.

I want it to say that I changed the world for the better, and that I worked hard and didn't use excuses all that much.

I want it to say I saw the world cup, been to a third of the countries on the planet, that I stumbled into numerous situations that were 'above my head' and was not only able to tread water but 'motorboat' my way around comfortably. I'd like to have a great career, be a great husband, and a good dad (got to pass on the genetic code.)

Most importantly I want it to be funny, and I want it to be funny to the point where I'm laughing at myself. I think once you get to a point where I can laugh at myself (chapter 3), and truly have a conversation with your intuition (chapter 7), I'll have reached a critical success factor in life.

However it all happens in life, I like the excerpt below, and wish we could live life backwards. Wouldn't that just be grand.

Perspectives On Life, by George Carlin

"The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A death. What's that, a bonus?
I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first, get it out of the way.

Then you live in an old age home. You get kicked out when you're too young, you get a gold watch, you go to work. You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement.

You do drugs, alcohol, you party, you get ready for high school. You go to grade school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back into the womb, you spend your last nine months floating...then you finish off as an orgasm.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

I come flat broke, i will come by hell, to come by isobel

Typing from a brand spankin' new computer for my brother, with some altec lansing 80 dollar bling speakers from the amazon marketplace.

When Jr saw the new computer, heard the music, looked at the screen, there was a smile on this man's face, and family, you know how hard it is to put a smile on JR's face.

I'm looking forward to jammin' some CD's and playing CIV on this beast, I'm hyped right now, which is bad thing, for when I'm in Shiner, I wake up at the crack of 4.30 to get dressed and ready for work on time.

Let's see how it goes, I run through my typical set of 'cool songs' that sound amazing, but JR, he's all about Charlie Pride, Cat Stevens, Eagles and Beatles --- can't blame him I like all of them too :)

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Well a restless wind is whistling through the windows in my head

A good dose of German-Texas heritage and Two Gallants were on tap today, one can't appreciate the intensity of this two piece outfit from the Barbary Coast without seeing them live.

At the Mohawk, Austin's coolest newest hippest bar. The saying goes while talking to the barkeep, that, the place kept going out of business because it was built on Indian sacred ground, well, they called it 'Mohawk' for the 'blessing' from the Indians, by golly, it seems to be working. Crackberry phone picture, you can see Club Deville's crown in the background, kinda symbolic if you know the progression of this area.


The Gallants on German MTV, still doesn't do it justice. The band before them had six people on stage, the Gallants said, we'll take your six and produce the same sound with two. Just listen to that raspy voice!


The important part of the weekend, getting to catch up with Lee, Mike D, Jenny and Ashley, and we can't forget sis and the family. Check out this TERRIBLE picture of Lee and I at Scholz Garten, I did my best to look German'ish with the goldish shorts, black shirt with a red one underneath.

And Mr If You're Gonna Walk on Water, Could You Drop a Line My Way

Counting Crows, August and Everything After, an album I have fond memories of, bought it in Atlanta GA and listened to it all the way to Texas on a Greyhound. It's foggy and heavy, so its appropriate for the moment. Something in the album brings a great peace.

As I'm sitting here with Collin and Kman, two cool dudes I lived with and miss a whole bunch, I think about what other than evolution. A defense to the spiritual, I'm wondering why there's nothing even close to man in terms of evolution, if everything is still evolving? Why aren't there any half human / half apes roaming around?

Life is all about adjusting your thoughts as time goes on. It is an adjustment phase for me again! I figure out something new, I apply it to the past, and drum up all sorts of incite of what works and what doesn't work. I feel as if the people who take that journey down introspection further get alienated from society, and become more disillusioned from society. Why do I think this, and regardless, is this an asset?

Life changes, it's easy as a single person to choose to change with it. When two are tango'ing, this change becomes harder to manage. The choice becomes do you work through the change and continue to change with life and reinvent who you are in context of your surroundings, or do you put walls up to prevent changes. I consciously try to break down the walls in my mind and heart as they appear, and I feel as this has made me a better person.


I've recently had a 'self-taught' crash course on point of view, commitment, and other topics still lingering in my mind. I've always used music to try to articulate the way I'm feeling, and four songs at the moment spring to mind

Mastermind - The Divine Comedy | Bloomington - The Old 97's | Anna Begins - Counting Crows | Mystery of Love - David Gray

Mastermind by DC is one of the most thoughtful and inciteful songs, just hearing it, one has to go 'wow,' I'm at that place in my life, and he articulates exactly what I'm feeling, and exactly articulates the questions hovering through my mind. It's so many things, and almost always sends a chill up my spine when listening, with so many layers I take something else away from the song every time its given a spin.

'Well we all need reassurance as we play life's game of endurance
Like a nice cup of tea or a cigarette'

Bloomington tells the tale a small town playful girl and the flurry of emotion and thought that comes with a thoughtful mind and a playful attitude.

'And the existence of God was confirmed
By the way she unfolded herself alongside
And I tried to harden my heart
But she wouldn’t let me she wouldn’t let me'

Anna Begins, a tune by the crows that makes me thinking of the inevitable 'cash out,' that everyone does. By this I mean, when do you accept compromise, resolve and unity in a relationship, and what factors contribute to the decisions that lead up to this. Should it be hard, should it be easy, should it be convenient, is there reward in risk? What has to align...?...time love and tenderness?....as Bolton says, and then, what about the overlap of compassion and understanding.

Mystery of Love by Mr Gray's hit talks about walking in the world while you're juggling desire, and being a part of the balancing act. Most importantly it speaks to how words can hurt, and how words can heal, but most importantly to get words, thoughts, emotions and feelings revealed, and as it happens intimacy and understanding grows.

I like exploring these topics, I want to bring incite to the table when and if the stars align for me. Until then, I want to be more like Linus van Pelt instead of Charlie Brown.

Life situations can knock the wind out of you, leave you short of breath, and occasionally you have to remind yourself to take a deep breath and realize that you are for the most part control of your own destiny. A quote I've referenced many times in the past, 'fate will take you half the way there, the rest is up to you.' -- I'm tweaking the 'rest' part.

Situations of the heart require doing what you can in context of who you are and the layers in your situation, the hard part is the renewed search for the reassurance and intimacy we all need, and finding somebody who believes in you.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

He Sat me Down and So Began, The Story of a Charmless Man

Boy do I need a dog --- You know the dyslexic, agnostic, insomniac stayed up all night trying to figure out weather or not there was a dog.

In a land of tacos and chorizo, I've found the best german food I've ever ate. Only bad thing it comes at a LUNCH COST of 12.95 per plate, however it's still sitting with me.

Speaking of sitting, there's all kinds of Germans in there speaking the native tounge, the only one I didn't see in there was Herman, the multi-instrumentalist from Austin.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Dear Prudence, Won't You Come Out and Play

Holla from an empty Ruta Maya downtown San Antonio, looks like Austin's attempt at exporting culture isn't working too well in this location. I could elaborate, but I would just get sad, so hence, just gonna sit here and NOT chill.
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What do I have on my mind, well I have heroes and influential people on my mind, and what their role is in social engineering.

You see, Kurt Cobain was a hero to some, sure I love it when he sings You Know You're Right, and I know he really means it when he repeats 'PAIN PAIN PAIN' at the top of his lungs. In a sad sorta way its inspiring. After all we know that the Seattle grunge rock boy landed Courtney Love and they didn't live happily ever after, part of the party didn't even live.

I once believed that people like this saw the world with a really bright color pallet, now I just see it as a way to head down a path of little resistance, with depression, hoes, drugs and other baggage that follows.

A real hero is gallant in life, a night in shining armor, taking on the day to day life events and making them admirable. A real hero sees the dark side but chooses to rise above, and most importantly has the courage to rise above, to reach for the unknown, doing it with grace and dignity.

I can tell you one billion reasons why Ben Folds and Neil Hannon play that role for me in an entertainment sense, but since it's my blog and its all about me, I'll tell you where I fall in on the 'hero spectrum.'

I certainly have my internal axes to grind, but for the most part I like to think I take on life with a fervor, enthusiasm, and curiosity. I guess it depends on what your criteria of being a hero is, but I believe you tend to live your life in the eyes of what deem extraordinary. For me that's controlled vigor and inch deep mile wide perspective on life, knowing you could drill down and appreciate anything life has thrown at you, and knowing you could excel at anything you desired.

My life has always been a volatile ball of emotion, and it has cost me intimacy in more ways than I'd like to remember, and I've finally tuned into this aspect of my inner soul. Sure I'd like to be omnipotent, but hell, what's the use, it ain't going to happen.

Why does intensity bring with it the good and bad, and how can I control that aspect of my inner self. Well, that's what I've been asking myself lately, and as life takes me on a much needed journey of self discovery, I put the pieces together from my past, yea, messed that one up, yep, that was a doozie, yep, another bone head maneuver, yep, yep, yep. Painful recollections of things, and I'm swimming in it, much like Kirk as he's Smellin' like Teen Spirit.

I can easily make that transition to hero by taking the problems I already know that exists in me and use the answers I already know to these questions and put them together. Isn't that the definition of a pragmatic hero, one who looks inside, first overcomes himself, then overcomes any obstacles that stand in the way of his dreams or destiny?

In the meantime, I feel like a redneck meddlin' under the hood of a moving vehicle, fixing things as they break, and constantly adding mods to my Chevrolet body. I wasn't born a Corvette, but by the end of life, I hope to have a uniquely designed Impala that will kick the corvettes butt.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

I might just get up and dance, Or buy some acid-wash Pants

Strollin' into Best Buy the other day, I snap of picture of something that gives me hope, an ENTIRE ROW of Ben Folds cd's. How did that get there? Could have been an error, or Ben just could have made it to the masses.


The CD sections of stores are thinning worse than my hair at age 22. It's fascinating to think about what this all means, and where it is all going.

Some 'study' once said that people like to own physical CD's, I can't see how that is the case anymore, or if it ever was the case.

Monday, October 01, 2007

Don't Start the Talking, I Could Talk All Night, My Mind Goes Sleepwalking While I'm Putting the World to Right

Pictures from my the co-birthday celebration, Jamie and I.

Here's an elephant spotted in the elephant ears.


Gman and Jamie's landscape is lush, damn its pretty on that side of the house.


Just look at the detail one those leaves, we're trying to get that growing in the back of my crib but to no avail....yet.


64 candles, for the both of us, settin' off smoke alarms.


Me lookin all mad at Ashton, I like that picture a lot, its funny :)

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Pistols Shots Ring out in the Barroom Night, Enter Patty Valentine from the Upper Hall

What does it take to quell speech in someone that is outspoken? How about the much welcomed change of perspective in life. I've spoke many times about the job, many times about the move to a different city and hanging out with 'normal' people instead of hipsters all the time, but I haven't told you (the blog, and consequently a third person representation) of a special person who has been there for extended dialogue. The name is Jolen, and don't slap an 'e' at the end of that, she'll get mad at you, but sometimes I just call her Minnesota.

What did Minnesota do for Texas, and what did Texas do for Minnesota? Through a significant amount of dialogue over a long time, we've helped each other understand the path to true reconciliation in our lives comes from truly forgiving yourself then forgiving others. This has ushered in a sea change in my life that I'm not fully able to articulate at this juncture, but I like it. Don Henley once wrote a song, 'Heart of the Matter' in which he introduced the tune 'It took 42 years to write and 4 minutes to sing.' Forgiveness, Forgiveness.

Rest assured, the demons are still living inside me, but I feel like I've been able to suppress them better than ever. I think of Dylan a lot when I think of her, a lot of Dylan I'm just now beginning to understand (literally and figuratively). What better way to shine a light on something that's really changing in my life than to listen to a man I can 'grow into' emotionally while regardless of what happens with her, I can usher in a new era of my life. Ideas always change constantly in my head with new input.

What will happen with her? I'm excited to find out. She thinks I'm funny, she thinks I'm dorky, she listens to my rants on obscurities and abnormalities, she likes Ayn Rand, can cook, and I'm pretty sure I can convince her that if you like Nickelback you have no imagination and judgement in music. ;-) BUT she does like all of my stuff that's tagged 'good.'

I think she brings objectivity to the table for me, something I've never been able to bring to the table myself, she brings enough for the both of us. I will lose bad habits with her help, and she'll teach me a lot about things I don't know and vice versa. She's all about the attention to detail, and I love that, and didn't really understand this in the past.

A pub in MSP, the only non 'I look fat picture' we have together. Did I mention it's COLD up there?


On a personal note, this blog posting is significant to me. I've surpassed in my mind what I feel is a psychological / personal milestone in blogging about someone I care about. For those of you who don't understand, blog about yourself and probe, what you'll find is a complicated journey to self enrichment.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

I Have Learned a Mighty Lesson from this Change of Plans

Picture problems, lots of pictures in queue, but this tech guy is having technical difficulties. Cool things that have happened lately --

1 -- Eating with cousin Dave
2 -- Going to cousin Don's football game, hanging out with him Brad, Sarah, Casey, Kev
3 -- Random visit from Todd (a great buddy I used to work with) in Shiner

What's on my mind, lots and lots and lots of things. I've been listening to Bob Dylan a lot lately, a man who has paved his own road, and for that I admire. Some people are good at following the rules, and some people have content contrary to the rules. The contrary people are the ones who change the world, and that's where I want to be.

How does it happen? I have to 'play by the rules' until I learn what's wrong with them, and conjure up a plan to deviate.

I've learned a lot from the change of plans. I'm able to shine a spotlight on important things, family, career, stability and understand the difference between true human motivators and noise.

O, and PS, work is a lot of work.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Stretch a paycheck till it reaches, scratch my back right where it itches

Ordering my Papa John's pizza online, SERVER ERROR -- ......BUT it kept my pizza in the cart!

Monday, September 17, 2007

Demons, my Demons, Always Behind Me, Everywhere I go They Come Along, And Demons my Demons, Always Remind Me, They Keep Singing My Favorite Song

I'm not ready to feel good again, yea, all my vices are gone that held me so well. Mason Jennings says it perfectly. I once read somewhere to never eat alone, I say screw that, what's a boy like me supposed to do? Go steal some food, or have a sandwich every night?

When I have a bad they at work, this has become my 'go to' place, pondas catfish. Great catfish and extremely friendly staff, and its got a Mardi Gras theme to it, and the owner (I'm assuming) drives the X5 that's out in the lot every time I roll up in there.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

New Car, Caviar, Four Star Daydream, Think Ill buy me a Football Team

Eating lunch Saturday with my comrades I often think, damn there is a great mesh, lots of intelligence and brain power, being billed out at WAY more than they're getting in return. Why is it so hard to 'start a business.' I think its a much harder endeavor than most people think, it takes a lot of things to align, and a boat of luck.

I've always had debt and jet setting that comes in my way, but the debt is numbered in my life, so what will my excuse be then? I used to think in terms of how to execute the contract once it is awarded, now my thoughts focus on getting the contract, then figuring out how to do the work. The more 'professional' one becomes, the more this 'coalition' has to be loosely coupled, and especially in 'World 2.0', there is no micromanagement, but rather a focus on meeting objectives, clearly defined objectives.

I like to be 'the man who knows the man,' and my success in life thus far has been largely do to the fact I can make a few calls, and get what I need done, done. The smarter and luckier I get, the larger the stakes of these phone calls become.

In the meantime, the people I hold dear to me in the business world are doing what they should, moving, shaking, shifting, adapting, learning, growing, achieving. I've always thought if you ain't around this, you better find some way to GET around this attitude.

I've always been under the mindset that these people were in a few places, silicon valley and jet city. Going to both, you feel that oozing out of people. People walk with a purpose, and are achieving as the strive for more. Wherever you go, there you are is true to a point, but it does help to be around people who motivate you.

I think about myself and try to self discipline myself to think....Would I turn this in to myself if I were the boss? In doing so, I have began the strive turn in something you'd like to see if you were boss approach.

I want to be an overachiever, I want to have the answers.

In the meantime watch wait wish hope, and the cliches go, chance favors the prepared mind, and the luckiest people are the most hard working people, there is no coincidence in that.

An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, I'm on the dark side of the road

Instead of blogging I could be listening to the timeless wisdom of Bob Dylan in concert, but I'm old. Yea, I can hear you saying, you're only as old as you feel......well, I'm OLD. As much as I want to bash the festival like a true cynic, I can, this festival is hands down perfect.

Here's the view from the cheap seats, I just couldn't be bothered to get closer. View from Ben Kweller, right next to the port-o-potties, and the little dude runnin' from the cops b/c he was smokin' some week in one of them. Go little dude go!


View from Lucinda William, a nice spot that avoids the mass of humanity traffic between two stages. I found myself here often. Lucinda on the left, Regina on the right, what a combo.


View from Common, man he's good, damn good.


Mike P's lovely Laura and I with our sweet leaf tea bandana's. Those and my nephew Collin's baby sunscreen did the trick. The head is only one shade pink this evening.


Finally, I forgot the name of the place, but its a posh restaurant in Austin that had ACL grub. Here's a nice chicken advocado cole slaw wrap fried wonderfulness.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

She Came All the Way From America, Had A Blind Date with Destiny, And the sound of Te Awamutu, Had A Truly Sacred Ring

More ACL pictures, the little amount of shade reveals humans looking like cows scrounging for any area to rest from the sun. The migration patterns of people are fascinating here, find a tall hill and watch it all unfold.


The Gibson guitars which are about to leave town, this one was rhinstone'ish, looked pretty cool.


Don't know if its the 'cool' thing to do at every festival, $2 dollar water, but its an amazingly love attribute of the festival.


Sunburnt foot, buckets of sweat pouring from me the entire day.


County Line BBQ with some old co-workers, Lee, John, Garth and pregnant Steph, Tam and Houng. Great to see you guys again!


A picture couldn't be complete without Mike D and Mike P. Check out Mike P's pecks!