bigger. stronger. faster. smarter. creative-er

i want to be the above than i was last year. lets make it happen.

my babies all growedesd up

placed 6 of my babies on ilounge.com. *sniff* they growsed up so fast...

"face" grows up

this was in my inbox this morning. courtesey of aaron ver, who has mysteriously disappeared from facebook:

QED or quod erat demonstrandum is the new version of face to be used in high society functions and places where the utterance of "face" may be seen as less than proper. (Acknowledgement to BWB23rd) The Face has now grown up.

Saturdays after Good Friday are now known as JDD or Jesus is dead day.

Jesus was the ultimate facer, he faced the Romans and will continue to face them every Sunday.

I have ordered the Sunday Times for Chesterfield Manor.

QED b*tches.
P.S. This email is yet another representation of how I am working to move Virginia Forward at all times.

P.P.S. Fasting on Good Friday = Aaron will die around 4pm

P.P.P.S You have been included on this email because of the relevance of one or more of the tutorials to your lifestyle.

let this be a lesson to you kids. dont do drugs. and dont move to virginia.

repeat

chris holmes china has been on repeat on my itunes for about a week now. checked out his myspace site, and saw that he was linked to joshua radin. to my surprise, he actually produced radins last cd which i purchased off of itunes about a month ago. i wonder why itunes "just for you" did not recommend chris holmes to me. there has to be a more efficient way to discover music. pandora, last, and musicstrands all do not cut it. there needs to be some way to link all of the artists sites on muspace so that i can jump from artist to artist and not have to deal with all of the 12 year old girls on there and their thx for the add xoxoxoxoxoxo messages on that site. its no wonder that that site is full of pedofiles.

interesting read on the economics of myspace if you are interested.

been in a funk recently. things seem to be stuck on repeat. same monotony. days and weeks seem to blur together. like living in that movie, groundhog day.

i want to be here:
















chris holmes - china

take it all in
instead of writing it down
trying to find a way
to get out of this town
seacrhing for contact
waiting on the last act
binding my time
because I'll never be back
hoping to find
that I'm one of a kind
willing to settle
for some piece of mind
I'm going to sail to china
or move to carolina
find my self some peace
and take myself some time to fall
and I'll fall and I'll fall
for the first pretty girl
and I'll give her my heart
and I'll make her my world
and we'll dance and dance and dance

we live and all we are
and all lives we're all unsure
all we do and all we see
and all we want and we need
all we feel and all we know
and all we hide and all we show
all take we take and all we give
and all we die and all we live

beyonce has sasha, em has slim, i have... gayness?

i am by no means a fly on the wall in any new social situation. im loud, obnixious, crude, and an overall ass/dick the first time you meet me. for some reason, i demand attention. i dont make a "nice guy" impression. you meet me for the first time, you will remember me. and usually because im saying or doing something outlandish. so in new social situations, especially in ones where i pretty much do not know anyone, i will act a little bit nuts.

people have been known to transform into alter egos to rise to special occasions. beyonce becomes sasha before she performs in front of tens of thousands of screaming lunatics, eminem becomes slim shady before he gets angry and screams at his wife on his cds, clark kent becomes superman everytime he needs to save the world.

what do i become during these situations you ask? well a picture is worth a thousand words:



so it turns out one of my alter egos is a gay guy. and the more i drink, the gay-er i become. (ive always wondered why i hit people in the nuts when i drink... especially phil) who is this guy about to lick my face? i have no idea. why am i not having a problem with this? i dont really remember? is it because im so hammered that i am not aware of this guy trying to stick his tongue in my ear? maybe. was i so gone that i, in fact, thought he was a girl? also quite possible. maybe julia took me a gay bar instead of bohemia lounge. the possibilities are endless.

so to all of the people i met for the first time on saturday, i will be known as "the guy that that other guy was trying to lick." not sure if thats the lasting impression that i want to leave. maybe i should curb the drinking. just thought about it. nah.