Archive for April, 2004

to say last nite was interesting would be an understatement. the first ten minutes alone had to have been the oddest ten minutes i have experienced in awhile. as trav and i were finishing up our road sodas, i look out into the parking lot and there is this grl so lost out of her mid she didnt even realize she had either piss or beer all over the front of her jeans. she was walking around the parking lot by herself i assume looking for her car. she walked right by us and didnt even realize we were there.…

even in your drunken stupor it was nice to see you 2nite. too bad you were too busy…

In the early days of the space program, NASA spent millions of dollars to develop a ballpoint that would write in a zero gravity vacuum in extreme temperature conditions. The Russians used pencils. Have a happy tax day!

this past fri nite i was in the company of greatness. jerry jeff and willie played here in waco and it was a magical nite. i know this is one of those concert 15 years from now i will be able to say that i saw. it was incredible.

seeing jerry jeff up on stage reminded me of the nite that i had the best sleep ever. as some of you know and i guess everyone else will now know, i have become friends with django over the past year and half. django was playing at hills cafe one nite…

waiting for the next friendly face
that can whisk you off to some unheard of place
someone to change your ordinary life
someone to make you really feel alive
something about you that i just cant pin
maybe thats why im startin all over again
but i know you couldnt stay
i think about that moment just about every single day
waiting for those feelings to fade
so i can act the same
so i can act the same as before you came

i am ok. people have been asking me everywhere i go if i am alright. so to answer your question, yes i am fine, thanks for asking…

this weekend was crazy nuts. it started promptly at 4:15p when i got off work. i got the first beer of many for the weekend right around the corner from work. i raced home to pack and get ready to drive to glen rose to meet up with marge and her teacher friends. mike trav and i get there right around 7p and stop at this gas station on the outskirts of glen rose…

ive been listening to this song. and i just cant bring myself to write anything. i was going to…but now i am not. i am not going to be able to sleep tonite. at all. fuck…

one thing
restless tonight
cause i wasted the light
between both these times
i drew a really thin line
its nothing i planned
and not that i can
but you should be mine
across that line
if i traded it all
if i gave it all away for one thing
just for one thing
if i sorted it out
if i knew all about this one thing
wouldnt that be something
i promise i might
not walk on by
maybe next time
but…