E & A

Artist: Eyedea & Abilities
Album: E&A
Title: Glass

I'm gonna run from the voice of reason 'till it turns to laughter
Against the masquerade like I don't believe in the morning after
the chronicles contain a few hidden chapters
Which keep our mirrors dirty, in case vanity backfires
a cold grin curtains hunger pains and eagerness
in one throw you could expose up my weaknesses
I'm putty in your hands kept my ways buried'in sand
until you learn to look through a window no one else can

oh charity, clarity, honesty excitement
the one with class, falsely accused, misconstrued
anger, sorrow, pact, machinary, decisions
collisions, instant gratification
thinking about you programed to destruct obstacles

What don't kill me, will just me crazier
I'm so filthy, sorry I had to see me like this
I sold you a lie that showed through my eyes
It told you to cry a stained glass suicide
They slowly chiseled down the walls we all hide behind
It's only time before your secrets become weakened headlines
But I'll be fine, suffocating on my own mask
I just wish I could forget how to read between the cracks

perceptive, unethical, digested tunnel vision
methadone, real diamond cut tested
resurrected perfected by well respected professionals
head doctor, head hunter, scratched the surface
lost somewhere, accepted own ability transparent open, curves...? [repeat 2X] I'm living in a world made of windows and mirrors This is safeguard covered crystallized tears giving out different images, same fears One day it's all gonna shatter, and I hope you're right here... see through my anxieties and insecurities rip out my insides put 'em on display, encaged, enraged and break the bottle that I've become, I run I jump I grow completely shattered fractured, captured glad I had the chance to be so helpless see through my 4 corner widow pane so plain and simple brain is crippled walking through a maze when did I decide to be an object to reflecet cruicified for my imperfections I answered every question peeling the tint off of my confession close your eyes if we can death to pride, lets begin I'm glass and its a dream and I don't miss a thing broken mirrors don't bring back nothing cherish image, how do I look any given day you can't kill me if you rebuild me you won't she won't he wont I gotta do it all alone again goodbye fled, no one ever said it was anythin in my head I'm dead everyone lies and lays on top of the point wipe my slate clean..?

I shed one tear for that thing that I miss, that simple time, silent and close.

The Breeders - Divine Hammer

Im just looking
Im just looking for
Just looking for a way around
Just looking for a way around
It disappears this near
It disappears this near
Youre the rod Im water
Youre the rod Im water
Im just looking for the divine hammer
Im just looking for the divine hammer

One divine hammer [2x]
One divine hammer

One divine hammer
Im just looking for one divine hammer

Id bang it all day
Im just looking for one divine hammer
Oh the carpenter goes bang
Id bang it all day
Bang bang
Oh the carpenter goes bang
Im just looking for the divine hammer
Bang bang

Im just looking for one divine hammer
One divine hammer [2x]

One divine hammer
Im just looking for a faith
One divine hammer
Waiting to be followed

It disappears this near
Im just looking for a faith
Youre the rod Im water
Waiting to be followed
Im just looking for one divine hammer
It disappears this near

Youre the rod Im water
One divine hammer
Im just looking for one divine hammer
Divine hammer

One divine hammer
One divine hammer
One divine hammer
One divine hammer
One divine hammer
One divine hammer




Now anyone want to get whacked upside the head?

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You are Xuan Wu!Mythological background: Because the turtle has a thick, solid shell that serves as protection - this animal is associated with stability. You enjoy intellectual pursuits. Also, in Feng Shui (the Chinese myths behind choosing a house), the black turtle's solidity is used to protect from cold northern winds.
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Bear Spirit Calls To You ~ Bear is spirit keeper of the West, the place of darkness, maturity and good harvest. Bears are active during the night and day. This symbolizes its connection with solar energy, that of strength and power, and lunar energy, that of intuition. The bear holds the teachings of introspection. When it shows up in your life pay attention to how you think, act and interact.
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just another day in paradise

It was August and the one thing that truely got to me was the winds,
the warm winds of July had turned to the cool winds of August. Which seemed somehow to be pushing against me no matter which direction I rode, always it was against the wind, which seemed to weight me down, like....well you know that feeling when your in a pool or stream and trying to run in the water, that sensation of added resistance, except with the wind the resistance is not fluid, but rather abbrasive....

I'm putting together a castle, a jigsaw puzzle of a castle, I've put together over half a dozen jigsaw puzzles at work...this is the first one in quite a few months, maybe this time all the pieces will be here...

I don't sleep much...when I do I dream...last night in my dream I was carrying around on my back a pack, then held...I believe it was possibly paint, of dream, and therefor having other qualities as well, it was in a pack that has a hose that led to a hand held nozzle-gun that I carried, some people in the dream where put off by my paint gun, and I did cover some people in colour....

so chapter one again, I've read chapter one, the thinker thinks and the prover proves....how do you change thoughts your own or others....affections, to be affected, I clutches at ideas, ego.....

SAPER AUDE....


"Lord -- what was it the barbarian said, as the riders vanished?"
Omnia mutantur, nihil interit...

It's only just a little bit, these things that remind me of earlier times, superficial, because the love the feeling the joy has nowhere to have gone, is nowever inside of me....

ideas to not come to conclusion in and of themselves...people come to conclusions base on how they choose to relate to the ideas, clutching at ideas......change is the only constant....fear is the little death...statis is entropy....evolution, metamorphisis, mutation is life...no thought of my own can tame....delight...and delerium....split sister of dream....not according to the book, or the hand, is the word the essense of man, but the essense of word, is dance my friends, or rather dance is a primative manifestation of ressonance, which from void and since void has always been...

you are heard, every breath every sound, breath in, breath out, and you have been changed, mutated, deviated, the directions is your choice, you are strong and beautiful, your noise is your own, protest loudly, dance, laugh at yourself or someone else will do it for you....

PSA: We're all going to die.....we're all going to DIE! I'm pissed, that's not fair, I don't want to die!

the worst of me is disaffection, passionless and appathetic....the best of me wants you to know the best of you, because I am affected, troubled, stirred up, turned on. That may seem crude if taken in a purely sexual context, but I want to be turned on....that was one of those front porch drinking conversation realizations that I kept to myself at the time, but it's the truth of the matter, if this is it, and yet is has to be other then this, then let this, as it is, be stimulating, let them shake rattle and role, vibration, potential energy, aggitate, catalyst.....

do you know what makes popcorn pop, yes, there is air in the kernel, but it's the moisture inside the kernel that expands with heated...

Should I hold on to my memories, should I hang on to every tear, should I pretend not to know you, pretend I'm not here, there something right here.....I ride to center and am split from there, torn, to render, legal tender, sew and mend your flesh, your friends, dear, hear, and even if it's only just one tear, even if there is no one near, there's a voice whisering in your ear...there is love all around you and you are loved.

If the glass is full
drink up, drink up
this may be the last time I see this cup.
If God wanted us sober
he'd knock the glass over
so while its full
we drink up.
-Jason Webley, "The Drinking Song"
I personally attribute this quote to my dear friend, and fellow piscean, the Reverand Dan, the man, Manzano.

Don't let me get to deep...

So here I am trying not to nod my head as coworkers walk by, but I think this song is where it's at...one of those songs I can completely forget about for a year and then it will be playing somewhere....much like Tom's Diner, k'mon folks you know what I'm talking about. This some to me reaffirms my place in the universe, reminds me that, yes, I may slide back and forth between with-if-evers, but there is a this-iverse, where I belong...Don't let me get to deep...

EDDIE BRICKELL & NEW BOHEMIANS What I Am


I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean

Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box
Religion is the smile on a dog

I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get too deep

What I am is what I am are you what you are or what?

I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean

Philosophy is a walk on slippery rocks
Religion is a light in the fog

I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know if you know what I mean

Choke me in the shallow water
Before I get to deep

What I am is what I am are you what you are or what?

Don't let me get too deep
Don't let me get too deep...

dreams

Decided that I could not possibly drink alcohol last night, I bought a bottle of merlot, and some breakfast stuffs from the store, came home did some dishes made a grilled cheese sandwhich and went to bed around 11...well I woke up at 4 or after 2 very vivid dream....one dream was more visual and I remember the images where a piece of paper being filled in like a black at white graphic novel, the story was about a girl growing up and the boxes filled where filled box by box, until it ended...the next dream my vision was blurred and I was in a room surrounded by people talking to and about me...they where going to do something to me for me...or I had some task...that involved possibly death, and certianly I was to be rend apart...mentally perhaps....there was speak of two parts that where disconnected and had to be seperated and brought back together....the faces I saw looked like to possibly, I guess at this, to be pre-colonial European...several had curls in their hair...and the impression I have now is that I may have been in a tavern or pub...

After waking around 4 I did not sleep for hours afterwards..move up drank some water and lay back down and entered a meditative breathing and streched...shifting position quite frequently...must have fell back to sleep cause I felt quite rested when I woke up sometime between 7 and 8 this morning.

Argh

ahhoy all he land lubbers, been a pirate all weekend this friday morning went we went out to SeaDog, what an interesting.....staggeringly good time...first day help setup with the Orc's Belly Bar, that took most of the day, and I hit the Rum hard that evening, so hard that recollecting that I made it back to the Orc's Belly was made more clear with photo evidence, and luckily I had friend who where able to drag me back to my tent, apparently I got quite philosophical about being helped to walk....walking is so moving' where the words recanted to me by Tom....woke in my tent later that evening...early morning perhaps to converse with the Voyeur encampment, and we where soon offered invite to Castilion fleet, real pirates, at least more experienced....I later ecorted a lady and a pirate back to her tent...that was day one, the next day was recovering and visiting the swimming hole, ahhh....topless sun bathing....that evening I woke up in orcs belly alone after passing out without seeing much of the topless knife fight....there are bits here and there I'm still piecing together....took me a while to get into it, and some of it was strange, by the time I got back sunday night I felt like a pirate....now where are the wenches....have to say my skills at wenching need improving....monday 10 hours of work seems strange, to be inside so long.....wierd....fell into broken speech and accents most of the day...and really wanted to get up and go to the river...

I want you to find happiness.....

when I start to have these realizations that I'm just getting by, that I haven't been happy in a while. Then I remember, I was happy, I know what makes me happy.....
I was standing on my front porch smoking a cigarette and trying not to think to much about the things I cannot change, because I don't have a solution, don't have the words right now, and would rather not say the wrong thing...I digress, where she was smiling back through the neighbors window, dark hair, raised eyebrow, that 'I know something you don't know' smile....oh my goddess, sweet agent of chaos in it's purest and most beautiful form....had to walk to get Empire Chinese Buffet out of Franklin, walked from the bus stop at the University, it was just a bit after 5, and I was late already, I had only a few dollars and wasn't going to spend $10 on buffet, so I drank water and listened engaged in conversation with the guys....John's farewell dinner...much of the conversation was beyond my scope, DPS ratios in WoW, what can I say just not that interested...John is going to Virgina to live with Dan and work on a programming project, something to do with creating an algorithm to indentify MP3s, likely for some purely evil purpose, but they are paying him LOTS of money, and that works for John....so we all got fortune cookies, and mine read something along the line of...Joy is not what you get, but what you give.....and the game was to and the words 'in bed' and the end...that works...definately. I've been in this slump for feels like a couple month, there are moments, but it's not like it was....I want to share it I want someone to share it with, I enjoy doing things for others, but after a while the cup is empty, and I get selfish, and close of to the world, waiting for something to happen, and there I have been....and so I'm outside on the porch smoking my cigarette, she's still smiling at me, her face big and bright, her dark eyebrow raised, yes she knows what it's all about....






I saved a Dragonfly today....it had clear wings with black spots and was caught on it's back on the pavement...it look incapacitated, but once I slipped a piece of paper under it, flipped him over and put him in the shade, and off he zipped....boom bip...move aside....let the man go....through

Changed Man and the Queen of Wands

abstract:
We are all just playing parts in a story, are some of these role inevitable, can any of it be foretold, if you could know the future, would you want to, is any of this misery and heartache of life unavoidable, Who is the Queen of wAnds, how can we be certain of the role we play in anyone's life?

speculation:
Could she be one of the lovely daughters of Themis, or mayhap of Mnemosyne.




current events:
I recently finished reading an amazing short story by Orson Scott Card, entitled The Changed Man and the King of Words, this was from a collection of 4 volumes of short stories, entitled Maps in the Mirror. Volume one, where this story can be found, is The Hanged Man, tales of dread. There is another story in this collection about a man who blows his head off, and this continues to write a letter explaining how he had decided upon such action as a means to end the cold war between and lack of passion in his relationship. What can you say to that, there are a lot of more interestingly self destructive actions, I'm sure I would take first before blowing my brains out personally, then again, I've been there and really if it's not working for you find what does, haven't watched my parent in an abusive relationship, I've come to believe that if it isn't working move on. Not that I'm one to give relationship advice at this point.......Okay, punctual, really....The Change Man and the King of Words....Story is about a couple who finds out that the wife is pregnant, but was advised by her doctor that she would not come to term and should abort the child, else he would be underdeveloped and have several health and mental defects....Well, being a very stubborn woman she refuses....Child is born....Not only is he healthy both mentally and physically, but he's a genius, learning to read and crawl well beyond average (bear in mind same guy who wrote Ender's Game, child genius is a recurring theme with Card). This child develops a love for stories, whenever there was a book in the house he would insist upon his parents reading it to him, not only that, but he wanted to act out the stories, and his parents would became his cast, and he would direct and act is these story plays. After years of his father had enough, a man of science, a king of words, he refused to act is his sons play, and focus his time on work, manipulating DNA, he was a biochemist. The son and his mother continued the plays and as he grew older he absorbed a vast array of stories. The father thought the acting had stopped, but it continued with a game where they would throw in quote or refeances to the stories in their daily conversation. The boy and the father grew apart, the father as a gesture, bought the boy this Tarot deck he was looking at while they where shopping one day. And the boy became obsessed with making a computer program that would aid him in reading the cards, he redesigned many of the cards, realizing that the faces on the card where the faces from all the stories he knew so well, from characters of Shakespear plays to those of Greek mythology. Well that's as much of Card's story that I am going to tell, if your curious, you should read it.

So after reading this story, I was reminded that I have a tarot deck, and some understanding of the interpretation of the cards, I still consult the book it came with, and other books that I have for definitions of cards, and I find that the meanings are vague and give a lot of room, well, to make it up, to make a story out of the way the card some together in front of you. I've come to see the cards as a way to look at your story of where you are in life, a method of reflection. Since I finished that reading Card's Changed Man, layout down 3 Celtic cross spreads for myself, and had a friend lay down a similar spread, and this morning I did a past present future spread. The cards have told me many things, past pains, control, strength, love, insecurity, and a willingness to heal. A lot of what I got out of the cards I need to center to find the still place within myself and let go.
Now with all that, the one things that has been consistent is all 5 reading, is one card, the Queen of Wands, well she wasn't in the past present or future position of the spread I did this morning, but when I decided to pull another card, there she was smiling back at me.


Queen of Wands: Attractive Wholehearted Energetic Cheerful and self-assured
another description: she is a lovely country woman who is gracious and kind.

'In readings, the Queen of Wands asks you to think and feel as she does. For example: Do you feel attractive? Do you believe in yourself? Are you full of energy? Can you shake off the blues? Are you gung ho about life?'

Good question, am I, somewhere along the way I lost faith, faith in myself, what was at my core, who I was, and what I am capable of, and so I gave in to a preset condition of enduring, I'm good at enduring, I'm really good at enduring, going along with it, not rocking the boat, until I realize it doesn't work. I've felt the need to pretend most of to be something other most of my life. This post right here would assure my spot in Hades according to the belief of my grandparents. Being devote bible christians of the cult of judgemental christianity, the world is full of sinners, we feel better knowing we are loved by god, we will be saved. My parents are still very christian as well, and I try not to push the issue with my mother too much, and maybe oneday when I do have a conversation with my father prehaps I'll bring it up. Guess what Dad, your hypocritical practice of Christianity made me curious enough to explore other belief systems, some of it a bit of that new-age occult philosophy, much of it I find laughable now....many belief systems become quite laughable with enough perspective. Piers Anthony's Tarot trilogy stick out in my mind, a fictional story that follows through the suits of the major arcana, and proposes that tarot is the origin of playing card and was used to teach spiritual truths and hid their teaching from the Catholic Church which wanted to maintain dominance through keeping the population ignorant. Tarot and astrology where a part of that teenage rebellion against the belief system that was imposed on me, and has had an impact of me forming my own beliefs, something I'm still exploring. I'd had the fortune of being introduced to Joseph Campbell and comparative religion, myth, and also being intoduced to Taoism which is to be beautifully poetic.

I'm so tired of playing

I can't mold this stage anymore
recognize me anymore
to tread this fantasy
openly
what have I done
oh this uncertianty is taken me over

It's all over.....yeah....over....

It's not one of those pointlessly silly myspace quizes.....

The idea came from:
A New Fork In The Journey: My Favorite Kind of Meme
The rules (again directly from afore mentioned blog):
The idea is that you answer all the questions by typing your answer into Google Image search and post the answer in the form of an image that comes up. For poetic license we’ll say you can choose from the first 10 results but the idea is, of course, to work with the randomness of the responses.

1.What makes you happy?


2.What are you most ashamed of in yourself?


3.Where do you see yourself in 10 years?


4.What is the first thing you remember?


5.What has gotten you through your darkest hour?


6.What did your parents' house smell like?


7.What is one word that you use far too often?


8.One word you associate with your best kept secret:


9.One word describing a recurrent theme in your dreams:


10.What disgusts you most in others?


11.One word that describes your first lover:



12. (and because I have to always add to any meme I play) One word that describes your current (or last) lover:

I want this shirt!

Engrish

Thinking maybe it's time for another blog post, it's been a while, have been very busy resettling into the house. That's right folks, living in a nice 4 bedroom house, have a very cool housemate, Vanessa, Mike the other roommate just moved out and I've going to take over his room, the upstairs loft, it's two rooms, a bedroom with a half bath, and another room with built in shelf and storage space, bookshelves built into the opposite sides of the stairs as you come up them, and enought room for my computer desk. We've got a nice garden, backyard, big kitchen and garage. The house is being remolded and is set to be sold sometime next summer, so I should have a good year here, time enought to get some debts paid down, and enjoy the niceties of house living. Feeling a bit up in the air about a lot of aspects of my life, so much has changed this here and I'm anxious to get to a point of some stability, which I'm sure once I'm settled here will happen. I've got plans and I'm trying to focus on making them happen, going back to school in the Fall, brewing beer over the summer, and getting out and going some hiking and camping, maybe even finding myself eventualy is some sort of stable relationship. Not sure how any of this is going to happen, so I am trying to focus myself on the day to day week to week goals. Trying to be more accepting of myself and my faults and not let myself get caught up in some of the expectation/disappointment cycles that I dealt with the last few years. My main hobbies at the moment has been Photography, would very much like to get back into watching movies and roleplaying, reading and drawing. Looking forward to playing more Twilight Imperium, and have a couple of photoblogs that I want to get posted for example: Twilight Gaming. A big goal for me also will be to get my financial situation more stable, establish a budget, also looking for other employment, will be putting in a few applications this week, places like the library and post office, places with less hours and more pay. I'm making a lot of friends these days, and hope that I can get to a point where I have some really close friends again, my closest friends right now would be Dan and Vanessa, and the house. Shorty, Vanessa's cat has been at times less then friendly towards Butterum, I woke up Sunday morning hearing them hissing and hollering...Shorty had chased Butterrum into the Attic, where she managed to hide under some floorboards, another reason I want to get upstairs into the loft, so Butterrum will have her own space, and won't antagonize Shorty by being so cute. I totally freaked that Sunday was sure Butterrum was being murderized by Shorty and there was nothing I could do about it, I managed to crawl back behind some air vents just enought so see Shorty camping out by the floorboards where BR had managed to get out of reach. I tried everything from yelling at the cat to pleading to the animal, to no avail. Butterrum came out unscathed, fortunately. Have to say, what that cat has in cuteness she lacks in the animal equivilant to common sense, I'm sure the fight started because she was eating the other cat's food, totally oblivious to what was Shorty's territory. At this point, I am ready to get a puppy, maybe a lab or lab mix, a male and I want to name him Idris. It's an idea, not ready to get rid of the cat....well maybe if I found someone who would give her more attention, she would be a good cat for someone who had more time to give all the attention she wants.

One word at a time: Media

filter, stop gap, mediate,

Cinco De Mayo

Cinco de Mayo.
Blow out, denial.
It wasn't fun this time, letting you go.
What if I never, a bullet forever,
Held out my hand to you, we wouldn't have known
Beautiful flow,
Absolute measure, I ain't no pleasure hound
Bus' out of control, plowing the road.
Out on a bender, just Alice falling down
A deepening hole.
I'd never been to Rome until you smiled.
You're about as old and piled.
I used to pray for snow...
Now I just wonder what spell I was under,
Thinking you thought of me as
Something to hold.
I'd never been to Rome until you smiled.
You're about as old and piled.
Cinco de Mayo.
Burn-out, Ohio.
It wasn't me this time, letting you go.
-Liz Phair

It was around 1995 when I moved up to Oregon to live on the hill, with my grandparents, I came up with something pretty much the tape collection I still have, although it's likely that a few have wondered off between then and now. A bunch of They might be giants, R.E.M.,Depeche Mode, Nine Inch Nails and well to get to the point, this one one of them. And one of those tape that I played over and over, good 'chick rock', have always had an appreciation for the intelligent, angsty, and often with a raw honesty. Julianna Hatfield, Ani Defranco, Sarah Mclaughlin even although she is more wispy, and her later stuff has gotten way to sappy for me, it's all about Solace for me......Into the Fire....Amazing video if you ever get the chance to see it, Sarah running around in vibrate woods covered in nothing but mud, oh yeah! And of course there's Tori Amos, who is the earthly manifestation of goddessness. Much of the music I was into around that time, the early nineties, would have been influenced by what I was on 120 Minutes: You can walk backwards into the future. I'm fairly certain that's where I saw the video for Supernova, and decided I had to have this album.

Well it's Cinco De Mayo, and just about every year since, that mid 90s summer where I found myself pretty much alone on top of a hill listen this album, and it seems like this song pops back in my head on well Cinco De Mayo, imagine that. Too bad Liz Phair has become a sold out tool of nasty pop crappiness, cause she used to be great, this album is great.


[P.S. Note to self, now that I'm thinking about that summer: Jimi Hendricks - Electric Lady Land, must have on CD, I wore out the tape]

Lifehacker

Okay time to write something....

cause yep, I've been slacking on posting. So it's about time to get some words down where. Yes there are more LAN party pics that I want to get posted, at this point, I'm considering starting, yet another blog, just for photos. I've been really enjoying the new digital camera and very happy with how the photos have turned out. Also there are Twilight Imperium photos to put up. So what's new, everything, just about. Not quite, but just about. I started of the year with the determination that this would be the year, where some came together, where the path started to open up again. So I set out to get back to school, get into a house, get more organized and stop headtripping about all the things I could should do with my life. So that's where I put my energy, I took action, I got my financial aide applied for, I got copies of my credit report, got myself a camera, then a bike, I socialized, expanding my understanding of community and how I relate to it. And yeah for a while there I just drifted, but already I've spend a lot less time feeling lonely and unsatisfied with my life, aimless, driftless, or like I'm not meeting my potential.

So here we are now, I'm on track to going back to school in the Fall...Just have to send them some tax information, and pay back some debt. I just got contact lenses, and WOW, they are nice, althought I managed to loose one of them the other night, so I'll have to wait til payday to get my stock of them. And I'm moving into a house in 3 weeks. Which means has been on my to do list for quite some time. I've like living alone for the past few years, but only to a point. And when I met my good buddy Dan, we talked about the potential of being roommates. He's been up here from Ashland for less then a year, and was living with his girlfriend when I met him, a fellow piscean with an similar philosophical, magical view of the world, and I have found many of our conversations to be inspiring, and Vanessa is just as cool, more of a scientific mind, also great to talk to about whatever. Dan had been going on and on about Twilight Imperium, you've gotta play this game. So first time we play I show up at Dan's 8:30pm or so, and we where up till at least 4am, and yeah, you've gotta play this game. Tom can tell you, he went out and bought the game after his first time playing. So we didn't play last friday, it would have been the friday before when Vanessa asked me if I was interested in moving into the house. And my first response was no. Which was more based on the previous roommates, who seemed alright, just young, still in that party every night mode. But then I thought about it, and the idea started to grow in my head, like wait, this is what you have been looking for, a house a place to start brewing beer and garden and a kitchen...
And then I had a dream, it was friday, I had taken that Thurday and Friday off to go on a day hike down in Grove, it was a lovely day, well in the dream I was talking to Dan at a wooden park bench, and then Vanessa walked over and told me to call her, today, before the game. Alright, so I did, and I told her I was giving more thought to the house, and we talked some more, and walked over there to look at the house, and what will be my room. YEAH! I'm excited!

So I'll leave it at that for now, look out for a photo blog here soon. But probably not until I'm all packed and relocated. And I'll have space for other creative project and persuits, yippie!

Schadenfreude Interactive Presents Accordian Hero

Now I haven't had a chance to play it, but I've heard tale of those who have spent hours, possibly days playing Guitar Hero.



It's apparently quite a craze these day, following the interactive game phenomenon and the success of D.D.R.


I know many who have professed to have had enjoyable experiences with both games, and even lost a little weight playing D.D.R.

Well, Schadenfreude Interactive has a game we can really get worked up about......
ACCORDIAN HERO


p.s. also check out other S.I. selections such as NAZGUL THUNDER, CTHULHU KARTS, and GRAND THEFT OTTOMAN by clicking the title link.

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