chronic...are you in portland or olympia? C3zr...A piece of my still being written book is entitled- Chapter 9: Destined by Tipjars... It was written on a hellova lotta lessons learned, lives turned, and past to be inked, and recorded..and left in it's place. nexxxxxxxxxt chapter. I'd like to read some of your writing thats a fact...as sure as a bandito will be ridin tough at sturgis...you going check out the festivites?
No, I can't be around that crowded of a place without drinking and I quit drinking for my wifes pregnancy, so.. I'm kinda shy about sharing my writing cuzz it's all emo and shit but I guess this one's more funny than emo. "All This Too Shall Pass" Pissing down a wishing well let it's darkness hold, the key to all my great success and thereby let me fold. There's dirt within my garden profound it should sprout leaves, My lungs and heart, they harden, detachment comes in heaves Life's like a gin and tonic, it might just give you gas I find it quite ironic That all this too shall pass. :lol: I guess it was kinda emo. Oh well. I wrote that shit 8 years ago. I feel better now. haha... *memories* Gonna share yours now?
fact: sometimes havik will sit down and stare off into spacethinking about his life and what he's become. it makes him kinda depressed and puts him in a weird mood where he dosen wanna talk to anyone and just wantes to sit and not think about anything at all. whats that kid's deal?
haha awesometown...not emo. errrrr maybe I am emo, cause i liked it! Good for you quiting alla that with the wifey...good man good man. Hmmm...my writing, oh my...hmm do i have anything short enough...oh bee and her run on sentences....This is shortest that is copy and pasteable.... Groove is in the Art the leo touched down she jays she plays with the minds of the listeners to make their minds feel that their feet have a mind of their own making love to the reverb of vibrating bass she is the center of a mass thumping orgy indicating the rhythmic placement of each thrust bounce and grind she is a mystery a bobbing silhouette posted at the eye of the tornado a whirling funnel of chaotic unison swirling around her mirroring the label spinning beneath an outstretched palm copulating with the monitor caressing a crossfader pinching the pitch control and fondling the graphic equalization she licks the tips of her middle and ring fingers and reaches down to slide them carefully into the groooooooove she pours hot wax onto the cool skin of a slip mat and when she hits that start - stop pad the impact is no less than tantamount merging to a unit with sound beneath streaking rainbows that slice through a hazy layer of smoke coating her face in red green orange and a flash of silvery white she makes music she captivates tissues she motivates adrenalyne she imitates respiration she creates pheromones that generate inflate then animate horomones she makes music her bass buzzes like a fuckin' BEE Buzz Buzz fact: i miss my records more than my hive right now. awwwh man. Chronic, i ask because i KNOW. haha If your eating honeybuns next to a safeway...at a skatepark...safeways northwest prominent...two skateparks in two citys came to mind. no worries...i just am from time to time found in them places as well.
Haha, that stuff is wild Bee, I like it Fact: My dog just started running around on my bed licking it all over...? And then she ran outside and started eating grass and stuff. Weird dog.
"she captivates tissues" That's a bee-utiful line yo. Great stuff. Why'd you ditch your records? I've got a collection myself. I haven't spun in months tho cuzz I'm so damn sick of replacing the x-fader on my cheap mixer, (and cuzz I suck at spinning anyway) but vinyl is so...love. Like Peanut Butter wolf said, you can pick up a stack of records and hug them. They fit just right. You can't hug a cd..
I'm down in New Orleans for awhile... i'm back to roots awhile... My dad recently passed away...He left me his train pocketwatch and all his vinyl. dood, you have no idea. gems. My records are up in Portland, along with everydamn thang I own. I misssssssssssssssssssssss my tables dreadfully, sincerly, i just dropped a tear.
yo Bee, i heard about some New Orleans tradition where girls make each other blankets for their birthdays. my sister got one from her friend who lives there
Sorry about your dad Bee. I know that will be tough for me when it's my turn. Portland is a great City. It's just like my old hometown (Seattle) only cleaner. Fact- Ever since I was a kid I've wanted to go to New Orleans. I've made plans for a trip so many times and something always came up. I guess it just wasn't meant to be. Get a 6er of Blackened Voodoo! I love that stuff!
Fact. Depression sets in... wack shit one day before my birthday, i hope shit shit goes away Fact. im not goign to ozzfest anymore, i decided im against ozzfest....
"Quilting is a connection to generations of women before you, making something beautiful but useful. It’s a connection to our past—and we still need covers." Quilts are traditions everywhere, but here honey....Ooooh yes. I am actually working on a quilt for my mom, out of my father's old shirts...and a blanket he always slept with....I dunno man, better than just tossing it all out... Every woman in my family has the crafts on lock, your taught young to use your hands....cook...sew...all that stuff. C3zr...thanks...it's a fact of life...death that is...and i couldn't have dreamed of more peaceful passing for him. Seatowwwwwwn, ahhhh yeah...i am sooo homesick for the northwest! but...It's great to be home...yeah, because of the beer haha Blackened Voodooo oooooh and Abita, goddamn i missed Abita brew.
Fact: I'm gonna get to sleep, 'night everyone Hope the depression clears up Gesus, I know all about that. It's a bitch
fact: i just played hide-and-seek with my little cousin just a bit a go. damn that shit is fun at night. I never knew i was that quite. say... he'd be looking for me like not even a foot and a half away from me. and i would sit still(underneath a garden bush/flower/plant) either that or there my feet were well hiden even thought only my calves were sticking out. I guess he's just blind as hell...or damn stupid...yea. damn stupid. question: why is everyone going "fact:" now?
oh yea. i'm to bed..even though most of you are probally like "okay..whatever, i don't even know this fucking kid so i don't care"
fact i went to my friends, ate two HUGE plates of spaghetti and had brought over some beyers icecream and ate 5 bowls of it, heaven hash flava.