Friday, October 24, 2003
last night i had yet another "9/11 dream". i was on the street in a nondescript large suburban town, like morristown maybe. i saw something large diving down through the sky, leaving a trail of black smoke. it looked like a very large plane. it disappeared over the top of some nearby buildings, and there was a large explosion. i dove on the sidewalk by a bus stop and tried to cover and brace myself for debris. i was showered with suffocating ash, and i immediately got up to my knees, and then onto my feet, and retreated under an overhang of a nearby building. vaguely, i remember something about there being another person nearby, a woman, who was also ducking for cover- but it wasn't my wife or anyone i knew. -that's it.
Monday, October 20, 2003
house mix
so today we're going to officially be putting in an offer on a house. i signed all the papers on saturday- something like 50 pages of signatures and initials for me and my wife. it's almost as if they drag it out just to prolong the anxiety of the transaction. of course, it's not really a transaction until the seller comes back with an acceptance. we'll see how that goes.
it's worth noting, that the house we're going with is not the same house as i mentioned in my last blog. the first house was: a little further away from where we want to be, a little more expensive (both price and taxes), in need of a little more work (esp. in respect to bathrooms); but it also had a bigger yard, and more room inside. the new house is in a nicer neighborhood, further from busy roads, and with more families around. i can see many swing sets in neighbors' back yards. that's important. it does have lower ceilings, which is a little annoying but still OK.
on top of that, we saw one last house this weekend, in a nearby town. it was a similar price but with lower taxes. the land was nice, and the neighborhood was OK. the biggest problem was that it's basement was not finished off, but rather, it was filled with crap and it looks like it had water problems. that and they had just way to much clutter and crap to really get a feel for what the place would be like (for us). it's so much nicer to look at a place when it's empty. oh, and they had an annoying little dog that would not stop barking. in the end, the experience of seeing this one last place served to reinforce our feelings about the place on which we're making an offer... which we needed.
it's worth noting, that the house we're going with is not the same house as i mentioned in my last blog. the first house was: a little further away from where we want to be, a little more expensive (both price and taxes), in need of a little more work (esp. in respect to bathrooms); but it also had a bigger yard, and more room inside. the new house is in a nicer neighborhood, further from busy roads, and with more families around. i can see many swing sets in neighbors' back yards. that's important. it does have lower ceilings, which is a little annoying but still OK.
on top of that, we saw one last house this weekend, in a nearby town. it was a similar price but with lower taxes. the land was nice, and the neighborhood was OK. the biggest problem was that it's basement was not finished off, but rather, it was filled with crap and it looks like it had water problems. that and they had just way to much clutter and crap to really get a feel for what the place would be like (for us). it's so much nicer to look at a place when it's empty. oh, and they had an annoying little dog that would not stop barking. in the end, the experience of seeing this one last place served to reinforce our feelings about the place on which we're making an offer... which we needed.
Sunday, October 12, 2003
waiter on providence
so i went house-hunting this weekend and i guess you could say it went well. we've decided to take the first step towards 'pulling the trigger' on a house that we think is really right for us. it's nerve-wracking to sign away your life on a peice of paper and buy a house that is seemingly worth more than i ever feel like i'll earn in my whole life; but when i think of my son playing in that nice big back yard, suddenly it is all very clear to me. i picture myself pitching wiffle balls to him, and him swinging that fat red plastic bat- that is what i want, that is what i work for.
i had harsh, homemade white wine tonight; but the tea is just right.
i had harsh, homemade white wine tonight; but the tea is just right.
Friday, October 10, 2003
surprise and pride
this morning as i walked through the revolving door, i saw the annoying cigarette-mooching lady b.s.'ing with the security guards. poor, poor security guards. that lady is truly annoying; and the guards just might be out a few cigarettes as well. so i got to my desk, and my boss sarcastically informed me that i deserved a gold star for arriving early. now, she didn't actually have a gold star sticker for me; but if she did i would have worn it all day, proudly. that's just the kind of mood i'm in today. a stale, sour mood. i'm wearing jeans and sneakers to work today, in return for donating $5 to a breast cancer research charity. this blog has no F-ing point. there is a mini basketball hoop over the recycle bin next to my cubicle. every time i get the chance (when i F something up and i have to throw it away) i crumple up the paper into a ball and take a shot. it's like the paper-ball equivalent of a 10-footer, not a 3-pointer by any means, but anyway, i often miss. but yesterday i made 4 in a row, which was a record. that was the highlight of my day, until i went home and saw my son take a few spontaneous, shaky steps, on his own, towards me (he's learning to walk). the look on his face was one of surprise and pride. that is what really made my day yesterday.
Tuesday, October 07, 2003
supermarket radio
so tonight after i put the baby to bed i grabbed the shopping list and went to the supermarket across the street. i parked the car and i opened the door carefully, making sure to avoid hitting the BWD next to which i had parked. i walked to the front door, stopping right before the automatic door to get a shopping cart. i wasn't sure if i really needed a whole shopping cart, but i didn't want to be stuck carrying a heavy, overladed, scuzzy handbasket. i headed straight or the deli counter, figuring that i would want to be sure to get my cheese order in before the counter closed. pushing me empty cart ahead of me, i high-talied it over to the deli coutner. there was one other guy there, and he was just finishing up. the lady behind the counter handed him his order and then looked at me and said, "what can i get you?". i said "half a pound of white american cheese." she said "do you want foodtown brand, or land o' lakes". now, i am 1/2 deaf, so i didn't quite catch the name of the premium brand- but i understood the jist of her question. so, rather than say "huh?" and make her repeat herself, i said: "the latter, please". she stood, with her back to me, and hesitated for a second, and turned around and said "i'm sorry, what?" she probably heard me just fine, she just didn;t understand what i meant. in an attempt to avoid embarasment at my hearing, now i am coming across as a spaz who uses SAT words with the deli lady at the supermarket. i reply, "the second one, not foodtown." she says, "land o' lakes?" "yes, please," i say.
later on, while picking out fruit, these two songs were played consecutively over the foodtown radio: "keep the faith" by bon jovi, and "a little bit me, and a little bit you" by the monkees. the bon jovi song made my think about my old boss, who is a lustfull jon bon jovi fan. the monkees song made me think of my friend the IOD, and how he believes strongly that the monkees were excellent songwriters in their own right. so i thought to myself: is this one of the songs they wrote? ...the answer is, of course, no; it was neil diamond. but it just so happens that this song was at the center of a blowup over the "50% monkees" contoversy, which resulted in the firing of producer don kirshner. it just so happens that don insistesd on releasing this single with "she hangs out", by jeff barry, as the b-side. the monkees revolted, pulled the single, and fired don. the single was released later with michael nesmith's "the girl i knew somewhere". sadly, mike was not allowed to sing on the recording- becuase he was not allowed to sing on singles at the time. micky dolenz song instead. but what's important is that it was a victory for the monkees: their third single was "50% monkees".
later on, while picking out fruit, these two songs were played consecutively over the foodtown radio: "keep the faith" by bon jovi, and "a little bit me, and a little bit you" by the monkees. the bon jovi song made my think about my old boss, who is a lustfull jon bon jovi fan. the monkees song made me think of my friend the IOD, and how he believes strongly that the monkees were excellent songwriters in their own right. so i thought to myself: is this one of the songs they wrote? ...the answer is, of course, no; it was neil diamond. but it just so happens that this song was at the center of a blowup over the "50% monkees" contoversy, which resulted in the firing of producer don kirshner. it just so happens that don insistesd on releasing this single with "she hangs out", by jeff barry, as the b-side. the monkees revolted, pulled the single, and fired don. the single was released later with michael nesmith's "the girl i knew somewhere". sadly, mike was not allowed to sing on the recording- becuase he was not allowed to sing on singles at the time. micky dolenz song instead. but what's important is that it was a victory for the monkees: their third single was "50% monkees".
Monday, October 06, 2003
my dream last night went as follows: i was in high school, but i was as i am now, married with a baby. it was early in the morning before dawn, and was wandering around the back of the high school looking for a place to put a few garbage bags. i wanted to find a dumpster, but there was a security camera nearby, so in stead i found a wire wastebasket. later on, i was driving to school with some friends. i was in the back seat with the baby. i was trying to hold onto the baby and my lunch at the same time. my lunch was an order of mu shu chicken from a chinese restaurant. it wasn't wrapped up and it had too much sauce on it. it was getting all over me and the baby's stuffed animals. the smell was making the driver and passenger in the front seat hungry. we had arrived and were in the school parking lot. my friends got out of the car, but i was still inside with the baby. i was now giving him a bath. the back seat of the car was now mostly filled with warm water. my friends were looking in the window, and they wanted to help but i told them not to open the door because the water would all flow out and the baby would be cold. i found a baby towel in the trunk of the car. my friends got back into the front seat to watch; they were going to be late for class, but were staying with me in a show of support and solidarity. the scene flashes to a classroom. the teacher is making roll call. when the teacher calls my name, someone answers for me. the teacher look over to my desk, and sees a pile of baseball caps. all of the kids in the class are trying to cover for me by taking off their hats, piling them on my desk, and insisting that it is me.
back, in black
today marks the return of my long-absent co-worker, who lost her son back in august. she was out on bereavement and/or unpaid leave. she is wearing all black. i said hello and b.s.'d with her about printing digital photos at Costco and my weekend. i didn't give her a hug or ask her how she is; even though i sort of wanted to, it didn't feel right. it's hard to know what to do in a situation like that, to know what's appropriate. maybe she just wants to be treated like a normal person, and not consoled or pampered.
vintage
this morning while driving into work i listened to yet another recently-uncovered vintage demo tape of my band from high school. i found it in my parents attic this past weekend. there are about six boxes full of old stuff still up there. when i move into a new house some day i will have more room to take the last of that stuff. so anyway, the tape: like many before it, the volume is too low, the mix is bad, there's too much hiss, and i don't sing very well. but still it made me happy to listen to it. i was having trouble enjoying it as mush as i should have, because i was late for work and frustrated. the windows wouldn't de-fog. traffic was slowing to look at a car that had run off the road. at least two times i found myself yelling at the top of my lungs at the car in front of me. now my throat hurts, but i think it's because i am getting sick. i'm sneezing a lot, but i'm not congested. i just took a pill, which will probably help, but also probably will put me to sleep.
song titles
"my asymptote"
"you will know my name"
"drving through a cloud"
"keep your dissonance"
"i lost your number"
"you will know my name"
"drving through a cloud"
"keep your dissonance"
"i lost your number"
Friday, October 03, 2003
song titles
"No More Rainbows"
"We Applaud You"
"Make Haste"
"The Tallest Prison Tower"
"Everyday is the Same"
"You Leave Me Wondering"
"Dandelion Chains"
"Whisper it in my Ear"
"How Very Sad"
"Slow Motion Lover"
"The Last Keg Line"
"We Applaud You"
"Make Haste"
"The Tallest Prison Tower"
"Everyday is the Same"
"You Leave Me Wondering"
"Dandelion Chains"
"Whisper it in my Ear"
"How Very Sad"
"Slow Motion Lover"
"The Last Keg Line"
song / album title
name a carlsonics album or song after an anagram of each of the band member's names. for example:
Aaron Carlson = Carnal Sonora
'Carnal Sonora'
Carnal: 1. Relating to the physical and especially sexual appetites: carnal desire. 2. Of or relating to the body or flesh; bodily: carnal remains.
Sonora: Western US small ground snake. 'These secretive snakes are seldom encountered, but can occasionally be found by turning debris in the daytime, out in the open near sunset, or on desert roads at night'.
Aaron Carlson = Carnal Sonora
'Carnal Sonora'
Carnal: 1. Relating to the physical and especially sexual appetites: carnal desire. 2. Of or relating to the body or flesh; bodily: carnal remains.
Sonora: Western US small ground snake. 'These secretive snakes are seldom encountered, but can occasionally be found by turning debris in the daytime, out in the open near sunset, or on desert roads at night'.
concept album
this is an idea i have for a potential carlsonics record. it would be called "the carlsonics go solo"
it would follow a pattern much like the who's "the who sell out," except where the who has mini-commercial's in between the songs, this record would have short snippets of songs from each of the band member's solo careers. each "solo" career would be in some ridiculous genre. here are some potential solo musical genres..
- A barbershop quartet that the one person sings all the parts for
- grindcore/power violence (it really exists, though i've never heard it! i'm sure we could get creative though.)
- really over the top psychedelia about elves and snow queens
- french pop
- vaudeville (davy jones style monkees songs!)
- gospel
- holiday music (like a halloween album)
etc, etc...
the album art would be the most fun of all. pictures of our solo album covers.
it would follow a pattern much like the who's "the who sell out," except where the who has mini-commercial's in between the songs, this record would have short snippets of songs from each of the band member's solo careers. each "solo" career would be in some ridiculous genre. here are some potential solo musical genres..
- A barbershop quartet that the one person sings all the parts for
- grindcore/power violence (it really exists, though i've never heard it! i'm sure we could get creative though.)
- really over the top psychedelia about elves and snow queens
- french pop
- vaudeville (davy jones style monkees songs!)
- gospel
- holiday music (like a halloween album)
etc, etc...
the album art would be the most fun of all. pictures of our solo album covers.
concept album / song title
a concept album about all of the presidents of the United states. one song for each president, in order, from george washington to george w. bush. each song could be made up on the spot, recorded in one take, with only a history book in front of you. also, you should be drunk.
what should you sing about millard fillmore, you ask?
title: "the Know-Nothing Ticket"
it should be about him getting drunk the night after he was sworn in (he was not inaugurated!)- and he hallucinates and thinks that he's just been appointed captain of a pirate ship. drinking pirates. and he stands up on the bar and announces that he will change the national bird to the whiskey hawk. then he passes out.
either that or song about signing the compromise of 1850.
what should you sing about millard fillmore, you ask?
title: "the Know-Nothing Ticket"
it should be about him getting drunk the night after he was sworn in (he was not inaugurated!)- and he hallucinates and thinks that he's just been appointed captain of a pirate ship. drinking pirates. and he stands up on the bar and announces that he will change the national bird to the whiskey hawk. then he passes out.
either that or song about signing the compromise of 1850.
song title / lyrics
"circumcised in gloom"
when ether is detected
in my wells of chardonnay
i remove the bandage
by calling it a day
pale gold is slowly seeping
to the corners of the room
here i sit, uncorked and breathing,
circumcised in gloom
when ether is detected
in my wells of chardonnay
i remove the bandage
by calling it a day
pale gold is slowly seeping
to the corners of the room
here i sit, uncorked and breathing,
circumcised in gloom
lyrics
Funky Skunk
(by the IOD)
Funky Skunk wears shades and plays a mean bass
Funky Skunk rocks hard with the band and lays down a phat groove!
Funky Skunk practices all day and does his best when he's with his band
Funky Skunk plays for the ladies and likes to create
Funky Skunk tears up the stage with his solid thumping licks!
Funky Skunk is afraid of tomorrow and cries himself to sleep every night
(by the IOD)
Funky Skunk wears shades and plays a mean bass
Funky Skunk rocks hard with the band and lays down a phat groove!
Funky Skunk practices all day and does his best when he's with his band
Funky Skunk plays for the ladies and likes to create
Funky Skunk tears up the stage with his solid thumping licks!
Funky Skunk is afraid of tomorrow and cries himself to sleep every night
concept album
album or song about going to college for kayaking. in stead of an "A" the best grade is a "G". working towards your doctoral thesis at viking univeristy, institute of kayaking studies.
"course 101 principles of kayaking"
"course 202 the angle, the elispe and its tangients"
"course 300 the gregg lectures"
"course 401 field study: the estling lake annex"
"course 101 principles of kayaking"
"course 202 the angle, the elispe and its tangients"
"course 300 the gregg lectures"
"course 401 field study: the estling lake annex"
song titles
"Your Father Won't Know"
"It Grows on Trees"
"Audrey on my Mind"
"Let Us Ventilate"
"The Sleepy Congregation"
"Chinese Checkers"
"(Without You) I'm Omnipotent"
"Got Caught Eavesdroppin'"
"Not The Top Bunk"
"Virgin Squid"
"I Do, Yes, I Do"
"You Don't Know Me Like That"
"Sever These Ties"
"Mostly Martha"
"Got My Fortune Read"
"Quantum Dew"
"Mommy's Cameo"
"Unconditional, Conditionally"
"You Can't Keep Running"
"It Grows on Trees"
"Audrey on my Mind"
"Let Us Ventilate"
"The Sleepy Congregation"
"Chinese Checkers"
"(Without You) I'm Omnipotent"
"Got Caught Eavesdroppin'"
"Not The Top Bunk"
"Virgin Squid"
"I Do, Yes, I Do"
"You Don't Know Me Like That"
"Sever These Ties"
"Mostly Martha"
"Got My Fortune Read"
"Quantum Dew"
"Mommy's Cameo"
"Unconditional, Conditionally"
"You Can't Keep Running"
band name / concept album
band name: 'Coriolis Effect'
debut album: 'Angular Momentum'
and the album would be a vinyl record, with a picture
of the galaxy or a hurricane on the disk.
and the band members would all be named after famous storms/galaxies:
guitar: floyd andromeda
drums: andrew triangulum
debut album: 'Angular Momentum'
and the album would be a vinyl record, with a picture
of the galaxy or a hurricane on the disk.
and the band members would all be named after famous storms/galaxies:
guitar: floyd andromeda
drums: andrew triangulum
lyrics
the sun does not shine,
so much as it cries light
as it tries to flush out
the specks of darkness in its eye
so much as it cries light
as it tries to flush out
the specks of darkness in its eye
lyrics
watching a black hole breathing,
the grand rapids have opened wide,
and its dirty laundry hanging,
as we peer deep down inside.
the grand rapids have opened wide,
and its dirty laundry hanging,
as we peer deep down inside.
concept album & song titles
"timmy's tierra in the collafterlife"
1. unraveling (reprise)
2. light tunnel
3. access denied
4. stadium parking
5. collafterlife
6. and sometimes y
7. dewey decimation
8. the ascension
Temping for the afterlife!
maybe, as part of purgatory, before entering heaven, you have to temp for a while in hell, in the outer rings. for example, they would put you in a huge football stadium filled with millions papers that are blowing all around in a strong whipping wind... and you have to put them in alphabetical order, and there are no paperweights, so the stacks keep blowing over. and there are file cabinets, but they are all different sizes, and the drawers stick, and the keys don't work. and maybe there are even other collators who are trying to put them in reverse order.
bonus track: "paperweight on my heart"
1. unraveling (reprise)
2. light tunnel
3. access denied
4. stadium parking
5. collafterlife
6. and sometimes y
7. dewey decimation
8. the ascension
Temping for the afterlife!
maybe, as part of purgatory, before entering heaven, you have to temp for a while in hell, in the outer rings. for example, they would put you in a huge football stadium filled with millions papers that are blowing all around in a strong whipping wind... and you have to put them in alphabetical order, and there are no paperweights, so the stacks keep blowing over. and there are file cabinets, but they are all different sizes, and the drawers stick, and the keys don't work. and maybe there are even other collators who are trying to put them in reverse order.
bonus track: "paperweight on my heart"
song title / concept
"why is it we never talk about ocelots any more?"
at the very least, the song title of a sarcastic love ballad about a male and female zookeeper who work in the "big cats" section, and who were romantically involved, but have had a falling-out, possibly over something like the tigers' feeding schedule.
at the very least, the song title of a sarcastic love ballad about a male and female zookeeper who work in the "big cats" section, and who were romantically involved, but have had a falling-out, possibly over something like the tigers' feeding schedule.
tonight's menu
Tonight's menu consists of crisp brown Shanghai duck in an almond demiglaze served with an apple tart confection. Humble servant Miss Harriet will put on a marionette show using a frustrating web of fine ram tendons as string while simultaneously belying her discomforting affinity for translucent chalk. Afterwards, little Timmy will play his violin and cry blood. All guests will be accompanied to the Retributive Grid as such in that they have violated conditions of the Treatise of Nymn.
Brunch will be served on the chrysanthemum veranda; simply follow the trail of leeks. The humid June air will kiss the dew off scorned lovers’ lips while we sip Sicilian table wine. Lance will hopscotch in the courtyard donned with his tiara of fire, while the scantily clad priestesses confined to the watercress fountains commiserate accordingly. Vanessa will adjust The Harness to accommodate the most trying wails. Rats will be coaxed out of rueful stupor to perform excellent tricks for viewers equipped with the radon ocular appendage, logged precariously in selected skulls.
Afterwards we will take a pleasant stroll in the garden maze, floating three-to-four inches off the earth, hovering through winding, inviting hallways of ivy and holly. Let us be enraptured by romance and bewilderment at the enchanting scents of crisp lilac and impending summer. Crowns of thistles and dandelion gowns swelter ‘round our heads like lethargic halos, leading us to an opening of deep grass and cascading, pink light – where we dip our soft toes in cages of water. Let us then ferry past the island of burning scarecrows to a doorway, arched with a heart-shaped hedge, where Samantha waits with a rose in her hair, courageously maintaining her composure as she waves to you a bouquet of quivering flowers and fingers.
by the BFF King
Brunch will be served on the chrysanthemum veranda; simply follow the trail of leeks. The humid June air will kiss the dew off scorned lovers’ lips while we sip Sicilian table wine. Lance will hopscotch in the courtyard donned with his tiara of fire, while the scantily clad priestesses confined to the watercress fountains commiserate accordingly. Vanessa will adjust The Harness to accommodate the most trying wails. Rats will be coaxed out of rueful stupor to perform excellent tricks for viewers equipped with the radon ocular appendage, logged precariously in selected skulls.
Afterwards we will take a pleasant stroll in the garden maze, floating three-to-four inches off the earth, hovering through winding, inviting hallways of ivy and holly. Let us be enraptured by romance and bewilderment at the enchanting scents of crisp lilac and impending summer. Crowns of thistles and dandelion gowns swelter ‘round our heads like lethargic halos, leading us to an opening of deep grass and cascading, pink light – where we dip our soft toes in cages of water. Let us then ferry past the island of burning scarecrows to a doorway, arched with a heart-shaped hedge, where Samantha waits with a rose in her hair, courageously maintaining her composure as she waves to you a bouquet of quivering flowers and fingers.
by the BFF King
song titles
1. She Misses Mitch
2. Warm
3. Putting Up Maps
4. Skull Urn
5. (I Now Regret) That Thing I Did
6. Do I Stand A Chance?
7. Coal Age
8. No Way To Live
9. Morehead Correctional Facility 3rd Annual Mock Prison Riot
10. It’s In The Pipeline
11. No one is supposed to know the future
12. A Suspended Arch Bridge of One
13. It’s No Wonder
14. Skull Puppet
15. Little Polly Mathematician
16. Transitory Hush
17. Doin’ Hard Time (For Cryin’)
18. You Can Read Between The Lines
19. I’m The Last To Know
20. The Picture Came With The Frame
21. Your Love Makes the Grade
22. Meet Me Here (rip off 1st song on Windy and Carl, at the end)
23. No One Is Supposed To Know The Future
24. Got No Cause To Doubt You
25. Don’t Let Them Stand In Your Way
26. Honeycomb Hill
27. Rats Commiserate In Rose-Colored Fountains
28. Nathan Goes First
29. It’s True, They Never Knew Me
30. Dear Mr. Rickshaw
31. I’m Sorry You Saved My Life
32. Wish You Never Saved My Life
33. I Used To Love Her More
34. I’d Do It All Again
35. If I Fade Away (That’s Where I Am)
36. Teacher’s Pet
37. Frail, Frail Son
38. Weren’t Those Tears
39. Just Stay There
2. Warm
3. Putting Up Maps
4. Skull Urn
5. (I Now Regret) That Thing I Did
6. Do I Stand A Chance?
7. Coal Age
8. No Way To Live
9. Morehead Correctional Facility 3rd Annual Mock Prison Riot
10. It’s In The Pipeline
11. No one is supposed to know the future
12. A Suspended Arch Bridge of One
13. It’s No Wonder
14. Skull Puppet
15. Little Polly Mathematician
16. Transitory Hush
17. Doin’ Hard Time (For Cryin’)
18. You Can Read Between The Lines
19. I’m The Last To Know
20. The Picture Came With The Frame
21. Your Love Makes the Grade
22. Meet Me Here (rip off 1st song on Windy and Carl, at the end)
23. No One Is Supposed To Know The Future
24. Got No Cause To Doubt You
25. Don’t Let Them Stand In Your Way
26. Honeycomb Hill
27. Rats Commiserate In Rose-Colored Fountains
28. Nathan Goes First
29. It’s True, They Never Knew Me
30. Dear Mr. Rickshaw
31. I’m Sorry You Saved My Life
32. Wish You Never Saved My Life
33. I Used To Love Her More
34. I’d Do It All Again
35. If I Fade Away (That’s Where I Am)
36. Teacher’s Pet
37. Frail, Frail Son
38. Weren’t Those Tears
39. Just Stay There
song title / lyrics
"Punjab, Stab"
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Punjap, Punjap
(Crouching, stands the lion, proud mane)
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
(There is a serpent who is no longer mortal)
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
(Full moon strikes moist the hearts of men)
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
My daughter, why do you run?
(You are the coldest child)
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Punjap, Punjap
(Crouching, stands the lion, proud mane)
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
(There is a serpent who is no longer mortal)
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
(Full moon strikes moist the hearts of men)
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Stab
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
Punjab, Punjab, Punjap
My daughter, why do you run?
(You are the coldest child)
song titles
"No More Rainbows"
"We Applaud You"
"Make Haste"
"The Tallest Prison Tower"
"Everyday is the Same"
"You Leave Me Wondering"
"Dandelion Chains"
"Whisper it in my Ear"
"How Very Sad"
"Slow Motion Lover"
"The Last Keg Line"
"We Applaud You"
"Make Haste"
"The Tallest Prison Tower"
"Everyday is the Same"
"You Leave Me Wondering"
"Dandelion Chains"
"Whisper it in my Ear"
"How Very Sad"
"Slow Motion Lover"
"The Last Keg Line"
song / album title
name a carlsonics album or song after an anagram of each of the band member's names. for example:
Aaron Carlson = Carnal Sonora
'Carnal Sonora'
Carnal: 1. Relating to the physical and especially sexual appetites: carnal desire. 2. Of or relating to the body or flesh; bodily: carnal remains.
Sonora: Western US small ground snake. 'These secretive snakes are seldom encountered, but can occasionally be found by turning debris in the daytime, out in the open near sunset, or on desert roads at night'
Aaron Carlson = Carnal Sonora
'Carnal Sonora'
Carnal: 1. Relating to the physical and especially sexual appetites: carnal desire. 2. Of or relating to the body or flesh; bodily: carnal remains.
Sonora: Western US small ground snake. 'These secretive snakes are seldom encountered, but can occasionally be found by turning debris in the daytime, out in the open near sunset, or on desert roads at night'
Wednesday, October 01, 2003
caffeine
this morning i arrived at work an hour earlier than usual. same as yesterday. my wife and i worked out a new schedule so that i'm not taking care of the baby for quite so long in the morning, so i can get to work on time. the commute is better, and i think i'm getting more work done, and i can leave early if i want to, or i can stay and work late but still get home before dinner. i'm not waking up any earlier than ususal, but for some reason this new schedule has made me more tired. to make matters worse, i started sneezing like crazy this morning. in my junk drawer at my desk i have benadryl (along with other assorted medicines, napkins, stamps, ketchup packets, salt, etc) i popped two out of the blister pack, and washed them down with coffee. i was almost finished drinking my big mug of home-made coffee at the time, so i thought i would be OK. i am not OK. i am a zombie. a special drug-induced kind of drowsiness. so i just went to the drink machine and got a free company-provided caffeine hit: instant earl grey tea. it's good. i think it's helping. soon i will go to lunch and drink soda too. i guess caffeine is an essential part of my life these days. i would kill for a cigarette.
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