Tuesday, November 25, 2008
my day
went with friends to buy thanksgiving lunch for our last day of class. friend hit on older good lookin lady in the store that we later saw on the road beside us driving a st. trooper car. he is on parole and we were drinking beer at the time of the aforementioned contacts. it was 11am or so. got back to school. smoked grape flavored blunt with friend. drank more beer. a good day overall. left early. cranked Funkadelic and drank beer chilled on lively hvac flake ice
Monday, November 24, 2008
its a great time
to be a music junkie
the internet is a heavenly planet of tunes that would be rarely played otherwise
music
music
the internet is a heavenly planet of tunes that would be rarely played otherwise
music
music
Thursday, November 20, 2008
a fifth seed
a shining Sun, a way to the weary and sky for the Earth. a fire for smoke , and thats all he wrote
Thursday, November 13, 2008
dark day
tough day facing life. also in the news Micth Mitchell died in Portland, OR. The Jimi Hendrix Experience members are dead. ( Noel Redding in 2003.) http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7726024.stm .
my day hasn't been so hot either. Got my book in the mail, on a bright note. I can be a published unemployed man now.
my day hasn't been so hot either. Got my book in the mail, on a bright note. I can be a published unemployed man now.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Kartik Purnima
been telepathically awake. been awake, and asleep. the day of the full moon is indeed a celebration of sorts for the mind, for humankind. the least amount of darkness to the naked eye. salutations salutations. photo to possibly follow.
Monday, November 3, 2008
music genome project
http://www.pandora.com/
I implore both of my readers to explore Pandora's Box...its mostly new music though
I implore both of my readers to explore Pandora's Box...its mostly new music though
Sunday, November 2, 2008
step in to the questionquest
Been consciously and subconsciously thinking of India a lot lately. perhaps because its that Kartik time of year. maybe my daily life is so boring. fighting off pangs of regret. watching four close peeling walls get closer. dreamed that I was in India but the setting looked like Atlanta. my right nostril was clogged in real life and in the dream I kept thinking that I cant get on a plane like this because I couldnt breathe.
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