Archive → April, 2005
I’ll settle your face!!!
Anyone who knows me, knows that I love playing Settlers of Catan. Well, they finally came out with an online version of it. Sa-weet!!! I spend most of my working hours playing it. So, I thought that I should share the info with you. So, Check out Catan Online.
Let’s write a new poe-M
how should it start
how should it start
uhm…
should it be a story
yeah…. YEAH…
uhm… one time there was a boy and he was trying to sell kleenexes, but then he realized that he needed them because his nose was running and it made a puddle on the floor…. *snicker
i mean … don’t write that! That’s stupid… erase that.
Maybe I don’t want to. I kidn of like it. OK, so back to the story.
So this kid with the…. we have to name him… so billy has this … is billy a good name…. uhm… I mean billy the ball… we might want to expand on the name… any ideas.
uhm… hurbert
how about… ferdinad frencesco… how do you spell that?
you know that baby that was born this weekend… they named him enrique…. they are calling it ricky…
uhm andi.. we’re trying to write…so maybe if you helped us… and didn’t interrupt…that’d be swell..so back to the story
Ferdinand has a super running that has made a puddle on the floor… and he was trying to sell kleenex until he realized his folly. right? right… what else? then… then uh…and then this girl was walking by named uhm… Fred… no its a girl… I just thought it’d be fun… carl? .. no.. how about uhm…think of a name.. crazy heidi… think that’s a crazy name? ok… so heidi was walking towards ferdinand and she looked at the puddle and she said.. she yelled “Ferdinand peed his pants!!” that doesn’t make any sense… it does, there is a puddle on the ground… of snot… oh yeah, I was think’n more runny.. i mean hmmmm crazy… that’s gross… yeah, That’d have to be a lot of snot on the ground… i mean to be a puddle.. that’s pretty sick. but you started it.
so, Ferdinand has puddle of snot and heidi yells “yo ferdy, Why all the snot fer?” and Ferdinand looked at her and he had tears in his eyes… “no one is buying my kleenex… and I really want them to” because he wanted to use the money to buy an elephant… an elephant and then he’d name the elephant… uhm… he’d name the elephant Exit… that’s an odd name… (i looked right there)… ahh, sounds good though…… well, i dunno.. are you warm… no are you… yeah… why… it’s rainy outside did you know that… maybe, I did bring my umbrella… but I didn’t know for sure it was going to rain… oh yeah, then the elephant trampled Ferdinand… he doesn’t have an elephant because he can’t afford it because nobody bought his kleenex so he tried to sell kisses, but nobody would kiss him because of his runny nose… sick…. and then he died… that’s not happy… maybe it’s not supposed to be… I wonder if anyone will read all of this… no… I would.. that’s good…. also, the elephant became lonely from not ever having an owner… the end.
mmmmmmm I love
Well, this weekend was swell. I went to Madison on friday with Travis Pahl. It was good, but short. We only stayed to watch Travis Smith’s Band. His band was really good. They will be at the Emerald Ball. So, that’ll be sweet. We left shortly after because Travis needed sleep. Saturday I did laundry and Abby and I jammed out in the piano room for 3 hours. It was a lot of fun. Saturday night, Travis Pahl invited Abby and I to hang out with him and Shelly. So, we went out to Tortilla Flats for dinner and then got a movie and chilled at travis’ apartment for the night. It was alot of fun. In the morning, Shelly and Travis made Abby and I breakfast. Pancakes, Donuts, Bacon, Orange Juice and fresh fruit. Yummy in my tummy! Sunday I was ultra lazy. So, yeah, that is my weekend.
On my mind
The words I spoke hurt again. In a second. one statement. kills. immediately a smile turns to a look of biting pain. a conversation turned sour. a sunny sky blackened. words. words. they are just words. or thoughts. thoughts pronouced. thoughts spoken aloud to be shared. not to burden. not to create tension… but to understand. so you see me. the true me. the way I think. but I think that I can’t be me. I can’t say the things I want to. and why do I have to… I don’t. why then the desire for someone to know me completely. I just want someone to know my every thought. to share my life. to love me and know me. I want you… you to know me. so I am honest and then… you are quiet. silence. the stab from the noiseless reciever puncturing slowly deeper into my heart. how can I change… do I need to change… is it about change… am I different then you thought. are my thoughts too much to comprehend. why do I say these things? Why do I think these things? I just do… and it is me. But these are just thoughts…. only chemicals in my brain moving information. ugh. I am so happy. so different. but still things are the same. I accept me, but perhaps I am what I thought from the beginning. I love so many people. my family. my friends. people I don’t even know their names. The problem perhaps in not me… but my distance from the creator. the one who taught me to love. the one who lived ultimate love. the one who is pure love. I’m still trying to be poetic. why. this is poetry but it is also pure thought. the problem inducing act of thinking. coherence. And now I am sharing with the world. for somebody to tell me. .. something…. to not be quiet…. to hate (which is ok)…. to love (which is ok) … to be sad (which is ok)… to be happy(which is ok)… to run screaming, but not silently… ok? yes, thoughts. hurting. I’m sure i’ve done this today. right now. right here. you are hurt. That wasn’t my intent. talk. sing. scream. dance. smash. plow. crunch. hit. stomp. throw. bounce. jump. because sitting and being quiet is for when things are good. when nothing needs to be said… when the world sems happy and the stars smile and the river flickers… that is where I want to be… with you… and we can be silent.
Weekend Review
Well, This weekend was spectacular… Friday I caught a ride to Madison with Abby and her friend Amy. I hung out with Luke and Travis Smith. It was quite fun. They have the greatest movie rental place there. It seriously has every movie you ever want to see. Really… I mean, if I can say that it must be true. Anyhow, I found Casshern for sale and took out a loan to buy it. I’ve been looking for this movie all over the entire year, thanks to mike for turning my on to it. So, anyhow… I spent the night in Madison and came back saturday. I spent the afternoon watching my newly purchased movie. It was great… I will write a review soon about it. Then Abby invited me to go to Milwaukee to see some local bands. At first, I was skeptical, I didn’t want to drive an hour and a half away and have the band suck and not be able to leave. But, I decided to drop my fears and give it a try. So, I went with Abby, Abby’s friend Jennifer, and Jennifer’s friend Martha. Abby payed for me to get in (thanks love).
The bands were all hard rock, not really my style, but it brought some memories back of when I used to be into that. It was fun. The bands were energitic and very personable. I also got to see Juiceboxxx. He is a white suburban rapper. I got a picture with him. SWEET! Anyhow, I had a lot of fun. I did a whole bunch of people watching… I think that probably was what was so fun about the night. yeah, I’m gonna say that’s what it was. so, we came back.
Sunday I did alot of very little and decided I wanted to do the same today… so I did. Now, I’m off to work.
Ashbery’s Cathedral
Cathedral not Church or meeting place
Cathedral
with all its grandure
the world of Religion
of Faith
Tradition
Lituragy
Arrogance?
Pomposity?
all of this
undermined by
demolition
the vulgarity
the world of knocking down
the world that slates things
the tactless, unceremonious demolition
a bang
bang
bang
do you hear the slated world coming toward the Cathedral world
The magnificents of a spiritual world
fallen
to the beauty of a well done demolition
for what
perhaps to pave
to burn
to forget
or perhaps
to rebuild
to reshape
to rethink
The Philosopher Pondered
life persists forward
Funny Story
So, it is just another monday at my job. I’m working with Andi from 6pm – 10pm. Work is pretty slow. So, we are just sitting around surfing on computers. Andi is on the student employee computer and I am risking it by being on my boss’s computer. No one is allowed on my boss’s computer, but she left hours before and wouldn’t be back till morning. Also, I’m not really logged in under my boss. I’m logged in as a student, so I can’t really mess up any of my boss’s files or anything… so I figure no big deal.
Well, my boss calls asking if she left something in the back room. I go check and let her know that its not there.
“bye” she hangs up the phone. I let Andi know that Judy, our boss, called about missing something.
“weird,” was Andi’s reply. Our boss is weird. Let me give you a little discription. Picture the stereotypical crazy and creep “cat lady”… seriously, she has pictures of cats all over the place. She is fifty to sixty something and hunched over. She isn’t married and still lives with her parent, who have to pick her up from work. She mumbles when she talks and talks to whoever is around whether or not they are listening… and she complains about everything… from her back or feet to someone asking for time off. Oh well, it is also rumored that she takes a week off every year to attend a Star Trek convention. So, that’s my boss.
Anyway, Andi and I are “working” and our good friend mike stopped in for a chat as he does most Monday nights. After a little bit, he asks to use the internet… so we let him come behind the desk and use the employee computer. I play some nice music from Judy’s computer. It is nice and relaxing… I am working on a website design.
All of the sudden… out of no where… this hunch backed grumpy lady walks through the door, behind the desk, and to the back room; Judy. Mike looks at me with huge scared eyes. I motion for him to scram… and he promptly jumps over the desk and out of the room. I don’t move because I figure I’m busted already might as well keep from looking more suspicious. Judy returns to the front room, huffing and puffing, I’m not sure if it is from walking around or if it is out of anger (because sometimes she huffs and puffs when things aren’t going her way). Judy looks around and leaves without saying a word. Andi and I look at eaach other with terror.
“Did that just happen?,” I ask. Andi shrugs speechlessly. We are still worried that she might return. But Mike being behind the desk was our biggest problem, so we aren’t too worried. Mike returns to the room.
“She chased me!,”
“what!”
“I was just walking down the hallway and she was following me, so I cut down the stairs to the first floor and she followed me… she followed me nearly out of the building, but she stopped to talk to the janitor.” Mike tells us with a frightened look on his face.
“Is is possible that she was just looking for the janitor and happened to take the same path you took? She was here looking for something after all.” I try to reason. Mike looks at me.
“Yeah, That’s probably it,” Mike decides to take off and farewells all around.
“I don’t want to come to work tomorrow,” Andi starts in after mike leaves. “I have to come in and face Judy at noon. I don’t want to lose my job.” I look at her and shrug.
“I doubt it will come to that.” I retort optomistically. We then discuss what we should tell her if she asks about the incident.
“Well, maybe we could act like mike wasn’t here. If she asks… we’ll act like she is crazy and not know what she is taking about.” I suggested. Andi laughed, but ultimatly we decided to tell the truth.
So, the next day rolls around. Andi goes to work and comes back after her shift is done.
“she didn’t say anything… she didn’t even glare or anything… she just acted like normal.” Andi tells me after she gets back from work. I don’t know what to make of this…Well to try and shorten a long story… I was at work today and Judy said nothing about monday. The point is… that’s really weird and I have a really weird boss.
Josh Aran
So, I found this new artist thru my endevour to find as many new artists as possible. His name is Josh Aran. He is from the Twin Cities and does most of his shows around there. I was lucky enough to catch him here at UW-Oshkosh, but I was unluckily late to the concert so I only caught the last 5 songs of his show. At this concert it was just him and his guitar, but he has a band that plays other shows with him. Five songs was enough to convince me to buy his album.
I would classify Aran as alternative folk music. It is calming and not in your face, but still plastered with meaning and emotion. His songs are catchy and easy listening. He has an obvious sense of music and easily finds good riffs and even better harmonies to fill them. In his stage performance he used a loop station like a pro. This is a device that allows a musician to record something and immediately playback that recording and loop it on stage. The musician then has the options to record more on top of that and loop it more or to just solo with it. Josh Aran did a fantastic job of making a full sound come from his guitar by using the loop station. Overall, I would recomment Josh Aran for anyone who likes Weezer‘s softer music or just a nice easy guitar chill.
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Website: josharan.com