59 posts tagged “rambling”

I think this Vox whine-diary has run its course. I feel continually uninspired to use it. Vox has some issues that need to be worked out, much like myself, so I think it is best if we both part ways. I may end up blogging again somewhere else. I would probably bet on it, seeing as how I've had some form of a blog going on since I was 14. That's over half a decade of blogging. Yes, most of it was trite, and every time I read some of my older stuff I cringe and get embarrassed. That happens because I can't believe my writing, what I'm writing, and what I was like back then.

I'm pretty certain no one is going to miss me blogging because, in my six years of doing it, my readership has never actually expanded past my brother and a few other friends. I was never really worried about how many people read this because it was really just a place for me to vent or try to be funny or to put up some music I'd been feeling.

On that note, here is one last music video.

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

I'm sitting up at 6:45AM reading On the Road because I am trying to reset my sleep schedule. I plan to stay up until 11:00PM or so and sleep until 11:00AM or so. Hopefully this works out for me. I'm thinking that I can probably do this naturally, seeing as how I woke up at 5:30PM yesterday, but I may end up brewing a pot of coffee. I think I'll also go out and buy some breakfast this morning because I always like to go do that when I'm able (since I'm usually not up early enough to).

We fumed and screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell, I guess—across the night, eastward over the Plains, where somewhere an old man with white hair was probably walking toward us with the Word, and would arrive any minute and make us silent.

I had an okay time in Crestview. A better time than I had anticipated anyways. Christmas was rather sparse, but I'm not upset over it considering my parents pay for my apartment and car, just paid for my sisters 16th birthday party, and the economy is in the shitter. At any rate, I finally got some money to buy some more RAM for my computer, so I'm happy. Not to mention, I got a wok and a cookbook by Alton Brown, so I can maybe try my hand at some more different dishes than I have been cooking.

Something, someone, some spirit was pursuing all of us across the desert of life and was bound to catch us before we reached heaven. Naturally, now that I look back on it, this is only death: death will overtake us before heaven. The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death."

I experienced the most bizarre coincidence today. I was on Facebook earlier in the night and noticed that Chris Davis had mentioned to Porter that he was in Peniscola, at his brother's apartment. Since I haven't seen the guy in a while I told him that he should come over and hang out. I figured that he was probably somewhere relatively far away, and that he probably wouldn't be able to get here to hang out or vice versa, but as it turns out, his brother actually lives in the Foutains too. It was really weird how it played out online in conversation, and I'm sure I'm not translating that weirdness to here very well, but I assure you it was very odd. Anyways, we hung out and played Rock Band 2 and watched some of It's Always Sunny and had a pretty good time.

It is 7:00AM now and I getting tired. Hm. I may have to run up to the Hardee's down the road and have some coffee and breakfast.

Neutral Milk Hotel - 03 In the Aeroplane Over the Sea

Neutral Milk Hotel

I am back in Crestview for at least two days now. Hopefully, I can escape Friday or Saturday. Maybe I will run into some people I know while I am here? Hopefully not.

I am in town and the only people I care to hang out with are my girlfriend, my brother, and my roommates. All of whom I were hanging out with in Pensacola less than a day ago. I can't really think of anyone else I would want to see while I am here. Well, I might give Steven a call. Knowing me though, I will probably just grab my X-mas loot and leave as soon as possible.

Anyways, I am going to read some of On The Road,then go to bed.

I'm sitting here listening to some music, and I'm thinking I'm going to put together a list of my all-time favorite albums of all-time (subject to change as I listen to more, different, albums (that happens on a daily basis (usually))). Here we go, at 4 in the morning.

My top 10 albums (in no particular order):

• Astronautalis - Mighty Ocean and Nine Dark Theaters
• Modest Mouse - Good News for People Who Love Bad News
• Weezer - Pinkerton
• Motion City Soundtrack - Commit This to Memory
• Queens of the Stone Age - Songs for the Deaf
• Bright Eyes - I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning
• Neutral Milk Hotel - In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
• Bill Evans and Jim Hall - Undercurrent
• Test Icicles - For Screening Purposes Only
• Death From Above 1979 - You're a Woman, I'm a Machine

1. Did the album spring immediately to mind?
2. How long have I been listening to this album and thoroughly enjoying it?
3. Is it really that fucking good?
4. Do I know pretty much all of the words to all of the songs on it?
5. Does it evoke strong memories?
6. Is it really that fucking good?

--Just searched through my archives--

Oh, seems like I don't have anything from Good News, but that's easily remedied. I really love that album though. If I had to choose a top 5 out of that list, it would be in it.

Uh, things about the other albums...

Pinkerton, Good News, Commit This, and Wide Awake are all personal favorites because I relate to them way more than I probably should be able to. Wide Awake is also just a really beautiful album. In the Aeroplane Over the Sea really is that fucking good, so it is up there. It is also a beautiful, beautiful album. Songs for the Deaf is also that fucking good, along with it having a bunch of good memories tied to it. Undercurrent is by far my favorite jazz album, so it got to be in there. Not to mention, it is just an amazing album in general. DFA and Test Icicles are up there because they are also amazing. They're both heavyish bands that are also danceable and fun.

I wish I weren't so tired so I could describe these better. Maybe I will comeback tomorrow after I wake up and punch up these descriptions? Probably not.

My favorite way to cook a cup of noodles is this:

1. Preemptively add chili powder and salt
2. Add boiling water, cook as long as normal
3. Pour out water after it is cooked
4. Add hot sauce(s)
5. Stir
6. Eat
7. Poop fire

Also, I think I maybe mentioned it before that, Dr. Bob (the Food World version of Dr. Pepper) is delicious. Seriously, I like it better than Dr, Pepper. Not to mention you can get 3 liters of it for about a dollar. What's not to love?

Also also, I am really procrastinating writing this paper.

I always hoped I'd be able to post this and it have some sort of relevance. What a great fucking song.

06 First Day Of My Life

Bright Eyes

Fuck. I am genuinely sad that Michael Crichton died. I mean really. I think I've said before that Jurassic Park was the first novel that I ever read (quickly followed by The Lost World), and that he was what really got me into reading when I was a kid. I think from the ages of 7 to 10 I read the majority of his work, and I probably reread Jurassic Park and The Lost World every year until I was about 16. I just read Next a few months ago, and I have to say, it was pretty good. Prey and State of Fear were alright, but I think he did a really good job with Next. I guess it helped that I find genetics and genetic engineering fascinating though.

If you've never really read a lot of his stuff, here are my favorites:

• Jurassic Park
• The Lost World
• Timeline
• Airframe
• Next
  
• Congo

Fuuuuuuuck

What a great fucking song. Also, what a great fucking weekend. I guess I should say that this guy opened for Man Man, and he was pretty dang good. Two weeks.... Just two more weeks.

Tim Fite - 16 Away from the Snakes

Tim Fite

I have been eating SweeTarts and Peanut m&m's for the last couple of hours and drinking Mountain Dew out of a mason jar. The most progress I have made on this paper so far is reading the wiki article on the Scientific Revolution. This is something that I find relatively interesting, by the way, but the whole idea of having to put thoughts on it down on paper up on computer screen is very daunting for some reason. It only has to be a thousand words long which really isn't all that long, but I'm also finding that amount to be daunting as well. I guess it's just that it's been a while since I've had to write a paper of substance. Frankly, I'm concerned the ol' analytical part of my ticker will be a little rusty. I've been mainly in a straightforward, mathematical mindset lately due to my bright idea of taking Pre-Calc and Trig this semester. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm finding the classes hard, I'm just overwhelmed by having to do classload's worth of math homework a night. Ugh.

This paper makes me sad. The Islands make me happy, though. It's all about balance.

Islands - 03 Don't Call Me Whitney, Bobby

Islands