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30th 2005 Friday/Sat |
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| December
30th 2005 Friday |
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| Imagine if you can
own a camera that you can take with you
into dreamland, lay down while holding
on to it, fall asleep, take pitchers in
dreamland and then wake up still holding
on to your camera and the camera had the
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I wake up
this morning after an extraordinary dream,
I was taking pitcher in my dream and I
wish I could have had the digital images
I took with my camera I had in my dream
in my camera I have in my wake. The pitchers
I was taking in my dreams? They were amazing;
I dreamt I was taking pitchers in a place
no one has ever been before. A saw a city
no one had ever lived in, a land no one
had ever walked on all the way to the horizon
toward the sun no one had ever seen. It
was as if some thing started to create
a civilizations; not civilization but “civilizations,” none
of it was completed, like the city were
not forgotten but never realized, it was
like being in a kitchen and someone started
to cook something great with all the spices
and ingredients on the counter but didn’t
finish cooking instead, right in the middle
of it dropping everything they were doing
and just leaving it there never coming
back to clean it up. This place was in
black and white but the picks were coming
out in color on my camera screen. Imagine
if you can own a camera that you can take
with you into dreamland, lay down while
holding on to it, fall asleep, take pitchers
in dreamland and then wake up still holding
on to your camera and the camera had the
picks you took. Kind of like taking snaps
shots of your sub conscious and showing
everyone in your wake what inside of you. |
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Kind
of like taking snaps shots of your sub
conscious and showing everyone in your
wake what inside of you. |
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| December
28th 2005 Wed |
Hush
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Dec
26th 05: A little woman selling bootleg
movies on the streets of NYC walks up as
I am on my way some were says to me. “ I
got moobee’s, Ging-Gong, Ging-Gong
moobee.” I say to my self
as I just keep walking past her I think
she meant to say King Kong.
Being a
deadbeat dad can hurt a lot more people
than just your children …
Dec 27th
05: So he walks into E bar already drunk
and baligerant and verbally insults everyone
at the pool table. Some of the regulars
say to him Merry Christmas; again he gets
nasty. Again old behavior? So many years
so little help this little man is getting.
I see someone is having a ruff holiday,
like most people do during this time of
the year. So, Instead of staying and risking
a confrontation this time I just left .
Pitiful, it was so peaceful before he walked
in. It was just AJ, Peter and I. No one
else, a quite evening at the table then
the door opens up by itself and sadness-heavy-on-the-loneliness
blows in like fairy dust in the wind. It
blew in also with it a bad tune,
like broken chimes twisting around rapidly
in a blizzard. I didn’t feel
like hearing this old lame song again so
I just leave quietly with out really even
saying good-bye to anyone; on the low I
go without drawing attention. It kind of
bothered me a little that I had to be unexpectedly
incognito tonight; even if it was just
for a few seconds. Seconds have cousins,
like minutes and days. Ya-know, sometimes
you cant always excuse a person actions,
it is not good ta-always excused one with
psych 101 all the time; there damaged inner
child shit and all that head shrink jazz.
Keep it simple I always say, some times
people are just simply spoiled and never
got the ass whopping they should of got
as a kid or maybe they got there ass whipped
to much, so now there spoiled behavior
is spilled every were they go. Feeling
pity for someone can be worse than just
given him or her a good old fashion kick
in the nuts.
Memoirs of a Geisha…
This
chick wears more makeup than Ronald McDonald.
Gasha is about Japans girls who get with
men who have money and power, but the
cast of this movie is all-Chinese.
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“First you get the money then you
get the power and when you have the power
then you get the women.”
That’s
a famous phrase or quote or what ever you
want to call the South beach Miami horrific
bullshit. I guess it means that if you
don’t have money or power then you
cant get a woman or women the kind who
wants to be a part of your money and power.
Then again what kind of woman wants to
be a part of money and power?
Lets see,
something new, “first
you lose your money then you have no power
so then you get the women?” Huh;
no… “First you have no money
then you have no power then you go and
get some women.” No… Boy
no matter how you slice it I guess you
can only get a woman unless you “have” two
of the other things. This is the deep convo
I had early today with an old buddy of
mine, so superficial he is. You know the
whole money power thing can be vice versa… na,
A most chicks can get a dude almost anytime
they want, but then again what kind of
dude would she get on a whim? Ronald McDonald?
Ging Gong had power, no money but power,
Jack Black was taking his money, but then
Ging Gong took all of Jacks power in the
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| December
25th 2005 Sunday |
Merry
Creema .... |
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Ok… Today
is Christmas. Lets see, the few days, have
been, well, ok; soft of. I saw King Kong
with Genever a few days ago, she has never
seen King Kong before, that was my plus for
the movie, along with not being called an
asshole by some lonely stranger for coughing
too much during the movie credits. Watching
one of my all time favorite holiday movies
with some one who has never seen beauty
kill a beast was nice. A few days later
I got drunk on the eve, I ate like a king,
I am now home with my mom and brother on
Christmas; Merry Christmas to all my peeps.
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Yesterday
I wrote something on King Kong before I
fainted on home made Cookies and Captain
Morgans. |
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| December
24 2005 Saturday |
Oogaa
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Skull
Island or should it really
be called Manhattan?
Poor
little guy; King Kong. So lonely
he was on that remote island, all
by himself with no friends or family,
the high light of his days was sunrise
and sunset. So beautiful they are,
sunrise and the sunset; like a woman
with hair of fire and skin golden
like the sun. The locals on the island
had given the sunrise to King Kong
in the form of Fay ray/Naomi Campbell.
He saw beauty, then held beauty,
It made him laugh it made him cry
it made him feel and it made him
know what he was. When he was shot
down from the empire state building
suicide it almost seemed as well
that might be partially to blame
the shallow crowds of NYC’s
Broadway back in its roaring twenties
and thirties. King Kong was macho.
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Did
you know that when Captain
Morgan mixed with Sugary cookies
gets you quicker? |
It makes
one shot of the Captain like three. |

Dec
23rd After Kong it was Sushi time...
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| December
23rd 2005 Friday |
My
little Monkey has a hat on .... |
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Julie gives me a Christmas
gift, A little Monkey, a sea turtle and
Sushi in a band aid can.
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Lets see.
I cooked a lot of pasta and broccoli, hardly
anyone eats it cause no one shows up do too
the MTA thingy.


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Genever
says to me from now on my little Monkey needs
to wear more hats more often. Speaking of
we will probably see King Kong later on today..
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| December
21st 2005 Wed |
About
Last night.... |
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Just
a quick thought while I was sitting and staring
at something troubled one night.... Did
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That a baby, infant, child or how ever you want to call a youngster a juvenile
is only that for 12 years of its life? Then between the ages of 13-teen to 19-teen,
one is only a teen for about 6 years. Then during the young adult, adult, middle
age to senior life of one, one can live that for about, lets say from 20 to 80;
60 years of a grown up life. One is a child longer then they are a teen then
after the short teen years there adult life is 9 times longer then there child
years. Ones character can be made and changed at any point in there life but
the way one has lets say, created an identity for there immediate personality
during there young life to change that character is created during there child
and teen years, (Impressionable-visual, words and touching in bits and pieces
given to build them selves during the age 1 to 19-teen) the impressionable years,
the learning the basics years, the whatever you want to call that time of ones
years-years; tapestry, blue print and so on with the fancy descriptions, wow,
time is so precious. How one is taught, inflicted or instructed in making there
vehicle in life can make a difference in yours or those around them. It is funny,
I remember my teen years as the longest years of my life but it is the shortest
time of ones supposedly final development life. The right words and touching
can make the difference between the success of one and the failures of one or
another.
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| December
21st 2005 Wed |
Last
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| December
20th 2005 Tuesday |
M.T.A bummer.... |
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Stupid
transit strike….
Zoneing price, that shit is 120 dollars
a day to get me too and fro from were I live
to were I need to go everyday. |
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| December
19th 2005 Monday |
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| December
19th 2005 Monday |
Office
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| December
16th 2005 Friday |
Hello
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| Hello there people of Blog land..
Been Office party hoping, trying to stay focused
and see things for what they really are. Staying
cool and not judging too much. Right now I am in
the (RSS) Zone thing for the last few day. |
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| December
14th 2005 Wed |
Last
Monday Tuesday and this Morning....
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"Staying
warm is key today"
"Wow, pants are smart in the winter"
Julie
Things
arent always what they seem. Sometimes we hurt
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