Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Slumber Party, Fate, and Astrology

Develop interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.
~Henry Miller

Love is strong yet delicate.It can be broken. To truly love is to understand this. To be in love is to respect this.
~Stephen Packer

Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep,
I Pray To NANO My Ears To Keep

1. Animal Bar ~RHCP
2. Summer Skin ~Death Cab for Cutie
3. Incomplete ~Backstreet Boys
4. Gone ~Kanye West
5. No Letting Go ~Wayne Wonder

The CNG is crashin' for a little bit with me!! SLUMBER PARTY!!!! Unfortunatley there were no pillow fights, no Truth or Dare, not even a late night movie. Kinda reminds me of some old college days when my apartments would sometimes turn in to a flop house of sorts. I guess I've always had the attitude of what's mine is yours. Having a roommate again is nice even if it's not for very long. The CNG and I are alwyas able to talk about deeper things, architecture, and totally random topics, but remain silly and giggly at the same time.
TJG brought up an interesting notion to me the other day, one that I have contemplated before but perhaps not in the way I have recently. Notion: Certain people cross your path for a reason. I kinda think it's easy to say that because certain significant people wouldn't be in your life if they were not special for one reason or another. But more importantly I think is what lessons about one self, or the world in general have those people taught you. Also couldn't person A who I let in to my life teach me as much as person B whom I did not. It definetly sparked a quqestion in my mind about how to chose who you let in your life, and of those people I have, what have they taught me.
Kind of in the same vein of thought, do things just happen for a reason? Should you just let hings happen to you? Don't you have to affect some kind of change or set something in motion yourself? Obviously everyone has their own take on that one, and I 'm not even sure how I feel about those questions and fate. Interstingly enough I do read my horoscope every morning (in fact sometimes I read 3 different ones). But at the same time I feel like those things are so general they could apply to anyone. Not only that Buttman pointed out to me: When the whole astrology thing and divisions due to birth dates correlation to the stars was formed it was accurate, however since then the stars have shifted over time, so that even though I was born in October and considered a Libra the stars would say different. Going purely by what constellations I was born under I would be a Virgo. However if you knew me at all you would know I exhibit distinctly Libran traits.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Turnin' into a Good Ol' Boy: Fishin' and NASCAR


It's the soul's duty to be loyal to its own desires. It must abandon itself to its master passion.
~Rebecca West

But love is blind and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit;
For if they could, Cupid himself would blush
To see me thus transformed to a boy.
~William Shakespeare

Fishing Report:
JD - 1 Catfish
Me - Nada
SB - 1 Pole fell in an hour earlier
JF - Nada

Its hard to steer a boat when the Steering Linkage's gears are stripped. Of course we knew the situation before we went out. JD found out the hard way when the steering went out on him in the middle of the river the day before. But who needs steering when 1 person can control the throttle and yell to JD while he manually turns the out board. Yeah, not safe, but it got us there and back. So not a lot fishing happened like planned but plenty of drinking, and grilling out, so who can complain. Also happy to report my boy Kasey Kahne won his 3rd race this year taking the checkered flag in Charlotte. Doesn't he look happy?

Oh my God I'm amazing

Friday, May 26, 2006



(Modern Women Edition)
I believe that one of life's greatest risks is never daring to risk.
~Oprah Winfrey

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.



Thursday, May 25, 2006

F-n-G Summer Declared


Each body has its art...
~Gwendolyn Brooks

To be in love Is to touch with a lighter hand. In yourself you stretch, you are well.
~Gwendolyn Brooks

In summer, the song sings itself.
~William Carlos Williams

(Sleepaway Camp Edition)

1. In Your Eyes ~Peter Gabriel
2. So Watcha Want ~Beastie Boys
3. Dead Or Alive ~Bon Jovi
4. All I Want Is You ~U2
5. 93 Til Infinity ~Souls Of Mischief
6. Loser ~Beck
7.Sound Of Da Police ~KRS-One
8. No Woman No Cry ~Bob Marley
9. Around The Way Girl ~LLCoolJ
10. Nuthin But A G Thang ~Dr. Dre
11. She Talks To Angels ~Black Crowes brother and I have a rule; if a U2 song comes on the car radio, you're not allowed to change the channel. So when I was flipping through the channels and was able to pick out One I naturally paused. I had stopped on American Idol, and Mary J Blige was beltng out a great version of a U2 insta-classic. Of course I invoked the U2 car radio rule. I mean...mmmmmmmmmhhhhmmmmmmmmm. I love me some Mary J.

THIS SUMMER HAS OFFICIALY BEEN DECLARED THE F-n-G SUMMER! For those that know my nickname, don't get tooo excited, the F stands for fishing and the G stands for golf. However if meant Fuck-n-Gee I probably wouldn't be opposed either. Matter a fact let's declare it that as well!

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

I Do My Best Work At Conferences


I was brought up to believe that how I saw myself was more important than how others saw me.
~Anwar el-Sadat

Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.
~Alan Watts

Nano-Nano Mutha Fucka

1. 21st Century ~RHCP
2. Oh Boy ~Cam'ron
3. Who Cares? ~Gnarls Barkley
4. Yellow ~Coldplay
5. Goodbye My Lover (Live) ~James Blunt
6. Light The Sky ~Liqdzunshine
7. Shake That Thing ~Sean Paul
8. Slow Motion ~Juvenile
9. Only Living Boy In New York ~Simon&Garfunkel
10. Hard To Concentrate ~RHCP
11. Through The Wire Kanye West
12. Eternalists ~Talib Kweli
13. Don't Stop Believing ~Journey
14. They Say Vision ~Res
15. Sinner Man ~Nina Simone
16. I Burn ~Toadies
17. Stay Fly ~Three 6 Mafia
18. Juicy ~notorious BIG

Did I just put together an ulti-mix!?!

Stuck at a conference all week, looks like I'll be night-bloggin'. So instead of paying attention I wrote this:

I have so many scars
on my hands.
And I can remember
distinctly how each one
came to be.
No matter how insignificant
the cause,
no matter how much I wan to
block out a traumatic moment.
I remember:
The hot throttle plunger from
that left a perfect circle twice
on the back of my right hand.
The razor clam that
split my left index finger in two.
A grease splash on my wrist.
The chunk of skin removed from
my knuckle in a fight.
No matter how insignificant,
No matter how traumatic.

Word my damies, as always a work in progress, but so far I likes it.

Monday, May 22, 2006

When The Little Hairs on My Neck Stand Up


The only way most people recognize their limits is by trespassing on them.
~Tom Morris

Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away.
~Dorothy Parker

Nano-Nano Under The Covers
1. Simple Man ~Shinedown
(Lynrd Skynrd)
2. Pieces of Me ~Rare Essence
(Ashlee Simpson)
3. Higher Ground ~RHCP
(Stevie Wonder)
4. No Ordinary Love ~Deftones
5. Gone Daddy Gone ~Gnarls Barkley
(Violent Femmes)

Fishing Report: Total Fish Caught By Me: 0

Last night I was flat on my back in a lonely sprawl. The first song I listened to was Simple Man but I decided to listen to the Shinedown version instead of the original. It's actually quite a good version and it's live. I think it may have been playing in Tony Soprano's car on last nights episode, and that's what prompted me to listen to it. It got me thinking a little bit and because I have an over-active mind I started to think about the Rolling Stones song Gimmie Shelter. The version I'm talking about is on the Hot Rocks album and it seems to be a live version. There is one part where a female vocalist sings the chorus, and sings so high pitched her voice cracks. That specific little part always makes the hair stand up on the back of my neck and get the chills. I love it and I love that feeling. Different things do it for different people, but alot of the the time it happens to me through music. Amazing Grace does it for me. Some Gospel music. (Reminder I'm Jewish so the type of Gospel I mean is the in the Church foot stompin' kind, not the modern day Kirk Franklin stuff.)

So I ask: What does it for you????

Friday, May 19, 2006

Golf and Sir Grot-Alot Pt.2


There are two kinds of light--the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures.
~James Thurber

I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.
~Samuel Osgood

Once the game is over, the King and the pawn go back in the same box.
~Italian Proverb

You display the wonderful traits of charm and courtesy.

1. Scar Tissue ~RHCP
2. Crazy ~Gnarls Barkley
3. Slow Cheetah ~RHCP
4. Transformer ~Gnarls Barkley
5. Wet Sand ~RHCP
6. I'll Try ~Gnarls Barkley

Nuthin but fun at the company golf tournament yesterday. Me, JD, Pops and Pops' friend didn't exactly take the field by storm, but we played honest and had a blast. Of course I was the weak link on the team but did manage to sink a 30-40 ft. putt for a birdie!

A quick Sir-Grot-Alot story:
I'll set the scene: Shady liquor night freshman year. I being of low tolerance at the time was already S-faced from the 5 or 6 shots of tequila. SG and Slynig were feelin it too, but had killed a 5th between the two of them. It seemed like a good idea to go across campus to visit some friends in another dorm. Cool!! Guys wait for me! But they didn't. I had a single which was pretty much a skybox because it over looked the football field and one wall was entirely windows. From my room one could also see the backdoor. (Backdoors and SG are another story for another day.) I see SG and Sly walking out the backdoor, and yell form 6 stories up, "Hey wait up!" They turned around and flicked off the entire building and yelled FUCK YOU!!! At which point the entire building erupted into a F-U screaming match back and forth, covering up my pleas for them to wait for me. I was drunk and lazy and decided it was too much effort to chase after them and let them go on their merry way. Lucky thing I did because....
SG and Sly were so drunk they kept falling all over each other by the time they got across campus. A witness from another dorm thought they were fighting and called the campus police. Long story short...Sly ended up in the drunk tank and SG in the hospital with a catheter and a $500 ambulance bill for a 1/2 mile trip to the ER.
Moral of the story: Being drunk and lazy worked out for me, and again what morals?

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

My Friend Sir Grot-Alot


The absence of flaw in beauty is itself a flaw.
~Havelock Ellis

Charm is a way of getting the answer yes without asking a clear question.
~Albert Camus

Since I just learned that a good college friend of mine is swinging thru the area today and plans to do lunch with me, I thought it would be a good idea to tell a "Sir-Grotalot" story. To protect all parties involved "Groten-kahmen", "Grotenstein" will hence forth be called SG (short for Sir Grot-alot).

To give some sort of background SG; is a good ole southern boy from a former Confederate Capital some 1 and a half hours south of here. He's a jock, a meathead, a frat boy, but generally just a fun loving over indulgent guy. A real guy's sorta guy. It's a short description but kinda sums him up at the same time.

Buttman (one of my best friends) and I decided to take a road trip which would include stopping in NYC (SG lived there at the time) to hang out a couple days, pick up SG and proceed to meet up with our other good college buddy Slynig in Providence, RI. We would all then got to a game at Fenway. Great idea! We made it up to RI just fine and made our way into Boston, killing a case between the four of us on the 45 min. ride in. Of course an game at Fenway is proceeded by as many beers as u can fit in at one of the wonderful bars that surround the stadium, we obliged. SG got cut-off by the 2nd inning!!!! Which really didn't stop him from drinking the rest of the game, cuz that's what friends are for. All this build up for the following glorious moment: After the game we stumble to the parking lot, most of the cars had left already but the remaining few were in for a big surprise. SG ran straight at a car (well kinda straight) jumps in the air, twists his body mid-air and lands ass first on the hood of the car, inventing what would be known as the butt-bomb. At first I was curious to see if he would stop his full throttle attack at the car but to see him hurl and twist his body mid air and land ass first, I never even imagined. One of the funniest things I ever saw and only funnier when he proceeded to do it to 3 or 4 more cars. I normally don't thin vandalism is funny but to see it done in such a creative manner was more than I could handle.

Moral of the story: What morals?????

As an aside to this story, I was on a date relaying the story to whatever girl I was with at the time, and she asked, "Did he leave a note???" Needless to say I didn't plan a second date with that genius, and almost spit whatever beverage was in my mouth all over her.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

a poem

On the crest of a dune,
ankle deep, locked in sand.
Waiting for the Sirocco,
the Hammartan,
to come and sand blast
me from inside out
and outside in.
At dawn, the sun is a welcome,
warm blanket.
But the comfort turns oppressive,
and I sweat out toxins.
By dusk hues of violet and magenta
streak the sky.
And the cool breeze brings relief
to my brulee skin.
Wind aloe turns to ice, and the cool
breezes I've longed for all day
are now like icicles pelting my body.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Q-Tip: Keeping it Old Skool


The words that enlighten the soul are more precious than jewels.
~Hazrat Inayat Khan

Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.
~James Baldwin

Remember yesterday, but live for today.

1. Transformer ~Gnarls Barkley
2. Torture Me ~RHCP
3. Ghetto Musick ~Big Boi (Outkast)
4. My Doorbell ~The White Stripes
5. Moment of Clarity ~Jay Hova

This an homage to a seemingly mundane hygiene product.

Who doesn't love that feeling of swabbing out the ear? For me it borders on orgasmic. Okay well that maybe taking it a little too far, but seriously it is one of the best feelings. I know I'm not supposed to do it every morning, but something wouldn't seem right if I didn't. I know you're only supposed to go around the outside part of the ear and not in the ear-hole, but c'mon that thing just begs to be stuck in and twirled a lil' bit. Oh Q-tip how I love thee, you're as hi-tech as you'll ever be, but yet still reach maximum efficiency. In this day and age of 5-Bladed, vibrating razors (yes there is a 5 blader out there), power stripes on deodorant, and tooth brushes with built in polish and tongue scrapping capabilities, the Q-tip stays old skool.

So versatile too, can be used for art projects, and cleaning electronics!! The best are the original with the sturdy cardboard/paper stem. So go home and clean out ya ears son!

I also love this Q-Tip!

Friday, May 12, 2006

This Is All You Get Today Pt. 2


You can know what's in your life when you know what's in your heart.
~Sam Keen

I have always thought the actions of men the best interpreters of their thoughts.
~John Locke

Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.
~ Marguerite Gardiner

A cheerful letter or message is on its way to you.

1. Hard To Concentrate ~RHCP
2. Gone ~Kanye West
3. Like Glue ~Sean Paul
4.Wagon Wheel ~OCMS
5. Savory ~Deftones
6. Get By (Remix) ~Talib Kweli (Jay-Z & Busta Rhymes)
7. I Try ~Gnarls Barkley
8. Slow Cheetah ~RHCP
9. Take Off Your Cool ~Andre 3000/Outkast
10. You're Beautiful ~James Blunt
11. Summer Skin ~Death Cab For Cutie
12. Please, Please, Please ~James Brown
13. Cupid ~Sam Cooke
14. Beautiful Mess ~Diamond Rio
15. The Scientist ~Coldplay

I'm tired and weak so this is my post. Slacker? Perhaps.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

The Plan Was This

You must lose a fly to catch a trout.
~George Herbert
You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.
~Robin Williams

Love is an electric blanket with somebody else in control of the switch.
~ Cathy Carlyle

The plan was this:
JD and I would meet JF at the Clarendon Whole Foods, purchase whatever we wanted, sample some wine, some cheese and take in the "sights," as there are usually a bunch of young lovelies there around 530 the designated time of our rendezvous. After purchasing foodstuffs we would then transport them to Foggy Bottom for a boy's night in, a meal cooked by 3 great culinarily gifted young men, a couple bottles of wine and general banter.
What really happened:
JD and I arrived first to Whole Foods as JF was due to arrive by metro. I knew some of the things we needed to purchase so we began the shopping. After looking at the scallop prices, putting 2 items in the basket, putting them back, putting 2 more items in the basket and then putting those back, JD and I made the executive decision to eat out. We then encountered MR. JF in the parking lot while he was on the phone with his "honey schmoopy woopy" or whatever he called her maybe just "hun" but for story telling purposes the former is much funnier. We did all find it necessary even though we knew we wouldn't be purchasing anything to re-enter Whole Foods and sample the wines and cheeses.

So then it was off to Zed's in Georgetown for some Ethiopian grub. My first time with this cuisine but I had been wanting to try it for some time. Zed's is a great location which offered outdoor seating, with the weather as it was last night there couldn't have been a better choice. Plus the opportunity to PEOPLE WATCH or ogle in G-town on a warm late spring evening is hard to pass up. The food was great but the people watching even better.

People watching might be one of my favorite pastimes. Sometimes I make up stories about people which as a writer I feel it necessary to do. Sometimes I just take mental notes of behavior and quirks of the masses. Georgetown not only provides a wide variety of hotties, but also a wide variety of wierdos too! Be it Euro-trash whose cologne you can smell on the sidewalk while he drives his Porsche, or maybe its Old Man River in an immaculately pressed $5000 suit holding a Burberry bag which probably just had a rubber dong which he would later use on himself. Perhaps its the dirty crazy unkempt guy who with mouth agape was trying to see despite the fact he had rigged up some pair of super eyeglasses by taping one pair of corrective lenses on top of another and not exactly going shy on the duct tape either. Maybe its the girl with a parrot climbing all over her boobs. Definitely it's all the Boscs and Bartletts, there's no doubt about that.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Big Ben Hangs With The Rock


Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.
~William Shakespeare

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy: They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
~Marcel Proust

Top 5 iPod Nano-Nano Songs
(All From Red Hot Chili Peppers new Album Stadium Arcadium)
1. Slow Cheetah
2. Torture Me
3. Wet Sand
4. Desecration Smile
5. She Looks To Me

So I said F the BS and spent my pre-lunch break at the bank right next door to BestBuy. I'm glad I did cuz the saga of Stadium Arcadium has come to an end with me smiling, CD in hand. And I got it for about $13!!!! $6 cheaper than iTunes, and its a double disc!!!! So far I like the album but I'm not super impressed. I possibly built it up too much for myself. I can already tell it's gonna take me at least 3 listens all the way through to truly apprecite it. Which is a considerable amount of time when there is that much material.

Hey! Look, its Big Ben w/ da rock!

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Foiled Again!


My friends are my estate.
~Emily Dickinson

(An excerpt from the movie Out of Sight)
Karen Sisco:
Well, does it make sense to you?
Jack Foley:
It doesn't have to, it's something that happens. It's like seeing a person you never saw before -- you could be passing on the street -- you look at each other and for a few seconds, there's a kind of recognition. Like you both know something. But then the next moment the person's gone, and it's too late to do anything about it, but you remember it because it was right there and you let it go, and you think, "What if I had stopped and said something?" It might happen only a few times in your life.
Karen Sisco:
Or once.

More in the on-going "battle" to download the new RHCP album; everything was et to go, but as I tried to download my "pre-purchased" copy of Stadium Aracdium it was a no go. iTunes told me I needed a more up to date version of the operating system because the album had videos too! I DON'T WANT THE VIDEOS!!!! Just gimmie the music damn-it! I have resloved to go to BestBuy and purchase an actual copy of the album. F iTunes!
Last weekend ws great! I got my neck red both literally and figuratively at the Crown Royal 400 at Richmond International Raceway. Yes I like NASCAR. But more importantly I saw about a dozen of my old friends, and ate at great restaurant called Comfort. Actually my weekend as most weekends out of town are for people, was dominated by food. The act of breaking bread, tailgating all that is such a ritual, and one that was not avoided at all.

So if you read yesterday's blog and knew those were spark plug wires, and maybe did a little investigation in to what happened at the NASCAR race: you would know that my driver Kasey Kahne had a couple of those bad boys come loose. After fixing the problem and going 5 laps down he had the fastest car for the majority of the race. Which don't mean squat if you're 5 laps down. Needless to say I was not happy.

Monday, May 08, 2006

No Title


Footfalls echo in the memory, Down the passage which we did not take, Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden.
~T. S. Eliot

Think like a man of action, act like a man of thought.
~Henri Bergson

If you know what these are: first congratulations, second if you know what those are and know me you can understand my extreme displeasure.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Something For Everyone Part Uno


But now I'm high; running wild among all the stars above. Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.
~James Blunt (from High)

Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: You don't give up.
~Anne Lamott

There is at least one item for everyone, maybe more but never less. Don't bother asking which is mine, or whose is that. You know which is yours. And it's nobody elses is business.
(Besides this is only Part Uno)

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Welcome Holmes, Santonio!!!


Well, the telling of jokes is an art of its own, and it always rises from some emotional threat. The best jokes are dangerous, and dangerous because they are in some way truthful.
~Kurt Vonnegut

To fall in love is to create a religion that has a fallible god.
~Jorge Luis Borges

So it turns out my plan for downloading the RHCP's new album was flawed in many ways. Besides leaving my iPod in the car as reported yesterday, the album is not out until next Tuesday. (Insert angry and sad face here.) Continuing on yesterday's theme I can't recall much of my dream last night but thanks to Tylenol PM and Curtis "Fity Cent" Jackson's movie playing in the background is was most certainly odd. I do remember chillin' w/ Malcom X, like we were homey's or somethin'. I told you it was odd!
Finally the Steelers and I are on the same page. I am well known for drafting rookie wide recievers in my Fantasy Football leagues. Which if any of you have played, know this is really not a smart move. With Antwaan Randle El selling out for the big bucks and goin to the DEADskins we needed someone to fill his spot. I'm confident Santonio is the man for the job. Along with being the best reciever in the draft he brings punt and kick return skills to the table. And c'mon his name is SANTONIO!!! (Okay not the best name in the draft but a close second to D'Brickashaw.)

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Dream Weaver

It is always easier to believe than to deny. Our minds are naturally affirmative.
~John Burroughs
To the world you are someone, but to someone you are the world.
~Unknown, not fer sure
True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.
~ by Antoine De Saint-Exupery

Alright, alright so yesterday's poem was a bit cheesy, but I was feeling inspired by Johnny Cash. Yesterday: After a brief driving tour of our fine city JD and I stumbled miraculously onto East Potomac Park to loosen up the ole' swing and hit some golf balls. And the only decent way to top it off was w/ half price burgers and beers at WOW (Whitlows). Kinda kicking myself right now because I had this big plan to wake up early and download the new RHCP album, which I pre-purchased on iTunes. One snag in the plan, not the waking up early which I did surprisingly, but I left the Nano-Nano in the car. (insert sad face here)

I think I would really love dream interpretation, not sure I believe in a lot of that mumbo-jumbo but it would still be fascinating to hear some ideas. I have a strange ability to remember most of my dreams, and dream journal is an intriguing prospect. I think this is some how related to my ability to remember trivial facts, and details (you don't want to go against me in Jeopardy or Trivial Pursuit.) It's kind of uncanny really when you think about how many brain cells have sacrificed their lives for my enjoyment.
Last Night's Dream:
(I'm piecing this together some hours later so here are the finer points.)
I was in a big assembly hall, kind of like the senate in the latest Star Wars movies, but instead of box seating it was filled with step machines and ellipticals. For some reason it was shower time and I couldn't just walk down an aisle, but had to climb like a monkey down/around/on top of all the exercise equipment. There was some fear of height/falling feelings goin on, but I soon realized how amazingly flexible and dexterous I was and climbed down w/out any major difficulties.

If any one has any thoughts or ideas I'd love to hear them.

Monday, May 01, 2006

Fade to Good Will Walking the Line


Love is a burnin' thing,
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
--I fell into a ring of fire.
~Johnny Cash

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.
~John Muir

No time for love Dr. Jones.
Feel like I step on fortune cookie.
You have remarkable power which you are not using.

Wisemen ~James Blunt
Walk the Line ~Johnny Cash
Sugar Coated ~James Blunt
Ring of Fire ~Johnny Cash
Hollow ~James Blunt

Movies I watched this weekend: Fade to Black, Walk the Line and Good Will Hunting. All get two thumbs up from me. Walk the Line was absolutely amazing. I guess I can kind of identify with The Man in Black, but to say I have experienced the kind of pain he has would be ridiculous. It was a good insight in to the roots of what grasped at his soul. Sometimes as most artists or creative people I can feel the clenching and tightening around my soul from that mysterious source I like to refer to as (as others have) "The Gift and the Curse." I think it is very hard to put into words or movie scenes that feeling but the movie did a good job of scratching the surface and showing some of the causes.
Here's a poem I wrote/am writing. It still needs some revision, because nothing is ever done and it can always be edited more.

I ran my finger carefully across your lips
as if they were knife blades.
Strummed on your back
until a sweet, gentle chord was played.
Clutched your hand as if
I was carrying an egg.
And to myself I prayed.
Sending out brain waves
that bounced of satellites.
Who received them I don't know.
But it was a beautiful song,
soft, and slow.