Friday, October 31, 2008

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Ray Lamontagne is a genius!

This song is absolute perfection and brilliance; nothing less. Most of us have all had someone we've loved so much that at times we've wished we could hold them in our arms forever. I've been there twice, names withheld of course. Unfortunately now one of those people is about to get married, and I made so many mistakes with the other that that ship sailed on me as well. At least I'll always have the music...
Thank you, Ray.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Been working on this for a while!

Cover art for my forthcoming novel, Paris in the Morning. I did the whole thing using Microsoft Paint! Click to see it larger!

Sunday, October 12, 2008

I want to be in a movie...

or perhaps a tv show. It's not what you're thinking, I swear. I don't want to be Brad Pitt or anything like that. What I mean is that I actually want to be put into a movie or a television show in the sense that my life would actually be interesting. I want to live within a prime time drama. I want that sort of life. Characters in movies and on television are interesting. They actually have lives. Crazy, unpredictable, sometimes unfathomable lives. Whatever the creator can think up, the character can live through.

Let's face it, life is boring as shit most of the time. But not on screen. Oh no, characters have lives. They have crazy relationships (which always comes with a mind-blowing sex life), tons of friends, the coolest careers, and when they get in trouble, even that is something wild enough to wonder what it would be like to live through. Hell, they even get a soundtrack. What do I have to do to get a soundtrack? I want music fully audible to those around me at all times, and I want it to change depending on my mood. When I'd, I want depressing music. When I'm skydiving, I want some ridiculous old school rock song with a thumping bass beat. When something bad happens, give me some ridiculous symphony.

Hell, I won't even be picky. I don't need some elaborate scenerio ala Lost or Heroes. Just give me lots of cool friends, a good career, and some of those television hotties to choose from when I feel like having a relationship or just a fling. Oh, and throw in some sort of ridiculous adversity that never happens so everyone worries about me and sympathizes and cares about the outcome and how I'm going to overcome it. Sure, I'm faced with adversity in real life, but no one ever seems to care, outside of parents. What I want is an audience. Yeah, that's right, an audience.

I was there for this!!!

B2 Stealth Bomber flyover before the UNC-Notre Dame game yesterday in Chapel Hill:

Friday, October 10, 2008

I'm a little late with this, but M.I.A. is dope!

Many of M.I.A.'s songs deal with tough subjects such as poverty, social injustices, violence, prejudice and war...things she witnessed growing up in her home country of Sri Lanka , where her father was a rebel militant.

Halle Berry: Esquire's Sexiest Woman Alive 2008

This woman has popped out a kid, so I don't want to hear any more excuses from you bitches! Get your asses in shape!

This brings back so many memories!

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Funeral Insight

I've been wanting to write about this for a while, and figured now was as good of a time as any. I'll go ahead and cut right to the chase. Am I the only one who has thought, and still often thinks, about my own funeral? And I don't mean I think about a fear of dying and being buried and that sort of thing. The types of thoughts I'm referring to involve being about to see one's own funeral.

Sometimes I wish that I could somehow die now only to be able to see my own funeral. I want to know how it would be. Who would be there. Or maybe more significantly, who WOULDN'T be there. What would people say? How would they act? Who would cry genuine tears of loss (Aside from my parents and various family members. They don't count. They're supposed to cry.)?

I guess what I wish I could do is be one of those people on television shows who die and then their ghost watches everyone react and cope with their death. Don't be mistaken, I'm not saying I want to die; only that I wish I could know how people would take it. I suppose that's selfish in some way, but I'm curious. What would it mean to YOU? How would YOU react?

Feel free to post your thoughts. You can do so in complete anonymity if you wish. Or you can be among those who I know visit my site on a daily basis yet never reply.

Pretty Dope! I'm feeling this right now!

Okkervil River: Lost Coastlines