2.03.2004

The levy broke.... I felt it. Hell, it's my fucking fault.

Thompson Rd. Blues

I didn't know anything
you didn't take anything
How was I to know
what it is you didn't show
I guess I didn't care
but what was I to assume

we had such different lives
in that same old redneck place
it wasn't that I couldn't decide
I didn't have any reason to hide
you barely got out with your skin
and I find my conversation so thin

escape had a different meaning
to you and I
I found a new reflection
but i don't have the recollection
of what you went through

2.02.2004

Help Me, I'm Hungry
Nirvana

Hold me, there's too much tension
Grade me, I'm fucking hungry
Help me, I'm fucking cornered
Grade me, you might be right

Lightning fucking around in my head
Fierce, dangerous, pathetic, fucked up
People freaking every day
White lights inside
What do you want

Cold naked man, picked off his scabs and
Fed them to the pigeons
Help him, he's fucking cornered
Grade him it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head, etc...

Hold me, something's happening
Help me, somebody help me
Hold me, I'm fucking hungry
Help me, I'm right here, who are you?

Naked man you say you saw
Fed them, to the pigeons
Help him, he's fucking cornered
Grade him, it might be fun

Lightning fucking around in my head, etc...

Help me, I'm fucking hungry
Help me, I'm fucking up
Hold me, some fucking help

1.31.2004

Lauren's mom heard this when she heard my voice-mail:

There are words like Freedom
sweet and wonderful to say.
On my heart-strings freedom sings
all day everyday

There are words like Liberty
that almost make me cry.
If you had known what I knew
You would know why.
----Langston Hughes

Fitting I think.

1.30.2004

So I'm probably moving home in the next week or so. I'm working on getting this trail crew gig and I need to get into to shape for it. If I do get the position then the only contact I will have with anyone is snail mail. If you would like to get a letter from me you should e-mail me your mailing address in the next month. I'm sure all two of you will reply.
peace

1.28.2004

For now i'm updating from le ludlow biblioteque. That's totally not how to spell that but whatever. I feel like a shaken lava lamp. It seems the blobs are attracted to eachother and morph into themselves and then it all gets shaken down into little blobs that don't know what to do.
I'm hungry.
I need a job.
I'm not going to find one.
I can't pay rent.
I've sold everything that anyone would buy.
I'm still hungry.

I suck at life.

1.25.2004

The snow came down today like an alien invasion. I wonder what primitive man thought the first time he saw snow. It would probably freak me out if I had never seen it before and didn't know what it was.

A black MGB overlooks a small river valley. Inside a small boy is crying. The loud booms and flashes of light were too much for him so he hid his head in fear. Who new the flashes of kodak color across the sky were so beautifully haunting. A man stands with his girlfriend outside the car, ohs and ahs leaving their lips pointed at the sky. The father is sad that his little boy doesn't appreciate the fireworks. They end to the boys sniffles and whimpers. The multicolor blasts were over until the next year when the boy wouldn't be so upset.

Nitrous fills my lungs to the devil beat of children. They are saying the pledge of allegance in demonic code. Traces of light fill the sky at my outstreched fingers. "They're so close." he whispers as if not to let any one else know. Streched tape feeding itself into action, the sound is back to the steady booms and rock music. They huddle into the tent for another round. They emerge glossy-eyed and dizzy with the rumbles. The last moments of explosions rip open the sky letting the smoke drift away in little bunny shapes. Everyone leaves and the travelers smoke in peace and talk about what is to come.

The steps between and after have spit me out here.

1.24.2004

Tonight I had a wonderfull time. I got to chill with my boys. I hit on some chicks. I made out. It was most excellent.

My mind is very much on the wild. I just want to get away from everything.

1.22.2004

Everything has fallen apart. The woods are calling me in a way i've never felt before.
Fuck technology, fuck TV, fuck the midwest, fuck drugs, fuck bars, fuck population growth, fuck crime, fuck cars, fuck urban views, fuck the news, fuck booze, fuck losing.

"I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion. The very nakedness and simplicity of man's life in the primitive ages implies the advantage, at least, that they left him still but a sojourner in nature. When he was refreshed with food and sleep, he contemplated his journey again. He dwelt, as it were, in a tent in this world, and was either threading the valleys, or crossing the plains, or climbing the mountain-tops."
--Henry David Thoreau
Expert from "Walden"

1.19.2004

Today was full of productivity. This morning I woke up and cleaned the apartment from the "week-end of cheap beer." I gathered my laundry and got everything nice and clean. I read and wrote some stuff. I finished my final paper for English. I'm about to schedule my classes for next semester.
Right now consists of political background noise, some incubus, and my red long-johns.
They're all warm and comfortable.

1.18.2004

http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=intelligence
Last night was my birthday 'party'. It consisted of people coming to see my drunk ass and then leaving because I didn't have anything to say. I'm pretty sure I didn't move other than getting more beer for like 2 hours. I bought a present for a girl today. Not really sure if I'm going to give it to her though.
Winter is slowly eating it's way through the souls of my feet. Salt all over our living room floor.

I heard the moans of climax last night coming through my bedroom wall. I listened to the pleasure and mourned the memory of happiness buried beneath warm blankets.

1.15.2004

Skateboarding is life. Adventure of the ordinary object. Flowing like a brush against concrete canvas. Fluid against fluid, blood against blood. There is no beggining, no end, only motion. Every day I skate is the perfect day. Despite cops, corporate sluts, commercialism; skateboarding is free. Free to anyone who wants it and anyone who will take it. Stainless steel bearings of sphirical freedom. Grounded only in the gravity that pulls us all down. Flesh to flesh and skin ripping away in bloddy smears. Nothing feels like concrete in your skin. What does disaster taste like? Have you ever used your body to fly? I roll across curves of earth. Soaring, carving, singing two inches from the ground.

1.14.2004

Well hopefully this time next week I'll have a new job.
I turn 22 this week-end.
My mom turned 50 yesterday. I left a message since she didn't answer. Hopefully she enjoyed my voice-card.
I turned in a 10 page paper on population growth and sustainability for my Env. Science class today. It was OK.

1.11.2004



Holy Fucking Shit this is hilarious!

Man, I need a girl like I need a sword in the throat.

1.10.2004

screaming at the graffiti walls
longlegs walking through the halls
robotrip to find the way
thinking words that I can't say
have a hit and waste your mind
blacklight paint and hope to find
looking at the ceiling swirls
pressing my face against his curls
tripped out painting of fungi
expressing thoughts until I die
creeping through the crowd
and techno bumping loud

until we make it stop
we drop
and drips of paint
upon my flesh
cold and wet
waiting to be pressed against the wall

slip slide slop in my brain
dropping the colors slow as rain
wearing these rainbow paints
praising our skin as if we were saints
we turn and churn with waves of sound
emotions and thoughts we spew unbound
mind reels with creative thought
a trip to find without being bought
we move with music pulse of light
my skin explodes a beautiful sight
we paint the walls with our fire minds
without restraint of the tie that binds

breaking chains
energy drains
we smear our souls
against the walls
and mindfuck twists
we cum on ourselves in creative bliss


Last night was fanfuckingtabulous. Two bottles of DM, Two blunts, A stange circle a friends, Two blacklights, Glowpaint, Todd's walls, painting eachother, Eight beers, passed out. I'd give you the details but they're still a bit blurry.

There was none of this last night

1.08.2004

Damnit! I had a really good post and now it's gone forever. I have class soon.
I'll be going to see about a job tonight. Wish me luck.

1.05.2004

I'm in love.
This girl is ridiculous. I'd like to drink wine with her and listen to her play guitar for hours.
Kaki King





1.03.2004

i feel very blank right now.

calm.

a reflection pool in the still night air.
a bust of some ancient god, silent.

12.30.2003

Sex sells

Grrunplity sumet wook truoug gollay

12.28.2003

So I went to Florence a couple days ago and I fucked up my wrist. I didn't get to play guitar yesterday and I realized that it was the first day in a really long time that I have not played.
My wrist is feeling a lot better today and I played a little.
It's so beautiful out today. Ian and I went to Burnet to take part in a tribal ritual. It was great. We found this ballon that was half still floating. I kicked it and followed it some. It seemed like a fat old man that wanted to get around but couldn't quite make it.

12.27.2003

Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease


While several human TSEs exist, Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease (CJD) is the prototype human TSE. CJD occurs in a form associated with a hereditary predisposition (approximately 5–10% of all cases) and in a more common, sporadic form that accounts for 85–90% of cases.

A small percentage of cases (less than 5%) are iatrogenic (resulting from the accidental transmission of the causative agent via contaminated surgical equipment or as a result of cornea or dura mater transplants). It has also been shown that CJD can be transmitted to humans as a result of treatment with natural human growth hormone. Replacement of natural human growth hormone by recombinant growth hormone has alleviated this risk.

12.26.2003

"Drunk driving puts lives at risk-- and so does driving a Ford SUV. Oil dependence drives conflicts that kil innocent people. Our addiction to oil also fuels global warming that puts us all in danger. Please take a moment to consider the true costs of owning an SUV, and reconsider owning one"
---Global Exchange propaganda

Found on my dad's truck x-mas morning.

12.25.2003

Holy Fucking Christmas!! Wooden Man Records is the fucking shit.
I listened to Arcade- Bank of America and I came in my pants. It's most excellent.
sing a song of hysteria
sing a song for me

play it like you mean it
play it loud and scream

strum my weak heart with your fingers
strum my chest with fingernails

beat me until i'm senseless
beat me until it's done

let it all out
let it bleed

12.22.2003

Plastic Beauty----

I find myself in a bathroom. 8x12 ft. water runs down the tile shower walls, still wet from the last cleansing. Floor in disarray, shambles, used linens and forgotten hope lying all over the fucking place. A whisper of death smeared across the floor. Mirror askew as if hanging itself with doom. SOmething that once resembled hair sits in the basin waiting to be flushed away along with traces of cigarette, tears, and lonesome dying. Fingerprints remain pressed against the window searching for some escape. I piss, relieving myself of some burden. I feel the disease that was afflicting this place. I look into the screwed mirror and slide into the lakes of my pupils staring back at me.

12.19.2003

water flows and time it rolls
flow upstream against the current
florecent views and underwater clues
you choose your own path

crumbled surface
stars and moon
radio frequency bouncing and turning
freaked out energy beams that
you can't see or touch

circle circles turn around
see the sound with stereoscopes
as big as your house

quiet and stealthy as a mouse
it lurks and feedsin the night-time air
and stares out there

wicked ways and sunspot days
it trickles it's way down
down down it flows

the electrons hit us in furious droves
fitfull bellies and all their cellies
picking up cosmic voices
and it all falls down this way

Energy is everything
this way and that way

12.16.2003

strange weekend.
going to sell my fender today.
took a math test and did well.
i ate once today.

12.11.2003

I had one wierd ass dream last night. It started with me at work trying to get some weed. Everyone that I've met through that place was in the dream. I was following this shadowy blond girl. I walked around and met more people that i've talked to since I've been here, like Daniel. (Daniel is a homeless man with a severe drinking problem, I used to see him out and I always try to talk to him and make him smile) Then I got to this house where Deric S. and all the Muncie kids were. For some reason my amp was there and it took my attention away from the shadowy blond girl. I aparently ate some sort of psychadelic at this house because all the colors in my dream started phasing through easchother. THe people at this house were just sitting around so I took my amp and left wondering where that elusive blond girl went. As I was walking up the street a massive party exploded out of the front door of this house so I sat down my amp plugged it in and started rocking out. People sat around and talked and drank while I played. Playing guitar in my dream was very vivid. I see the blond girl walk in the house and I follow. Watever I took at the last house is really doing a number on me by now and I can barely walk. I see a girl I went to high school with (who i would actually still enjoy talking to) and i try to talk to her, but she hands me a drink and pushes me farther into the party. I turn around to look at her but she's not there and when I turn around again everyone is made out of coumns of water. That was too much so I went outside. I found the blond girl, and she says "have you been following me?" "yes" I reply wanting to touch her. "Well you found me, now what?"
I wake up.

12.10.2003

12.09.2003

prick your finger it is done
the moon has now eclipsed the sun
the angel has spread it's wings
the time has come for bitter things

---Antichrist Superstar



speaking of which:

Hi George Bush,

Someone has sent you an e-card from www.checkyourself.com

Eat It! Bush
--Your friends at checkyourself.com

actual question from 'check yourself':
"Does your marijuana use let you live in a privately defined world?"


I brought my amp home and it's been great having it around all the time. Tonight I hooked Aaron's keyboard into my amp and I make some great noises and beats. It was fun as hell. I can't wait until Graham comes back to the natti so we can start recording.

12.07.2003

I'm supposed to be working on math right now but I'm drinking wine instead. My friend Jessica is moving out of her apartment soon so I'll be losing a neighbor. It's always fun to hang out with her and watch a movie, smoke a bowl, take pictures. She said she's not going to move very far away so we'll get to hang out.

What are we doing here? Consume, produce, destroy, create.

12.06.2003

I ended up talking with a film-maker tonight that's about to premier his first film. I saw some of it tonight and it was really good. I asked him if he had a web-site and he said no... so I asked him if he wanted one and we are going to meet soon and talk about ideas.

Focus Focus Focus

12.05.2003

Sorting through the wastage that was Thanksgiving.




12.04.2003

An atheist, a bhuddist and a muslim walk into a bar.
the muslim doesn't drink and orders a virgin daquiri
the bhuddist has a beer and the
atheist is on the floor.



In other News:
Victory City!!
Damn it I want to go to this show!

LOCAL H
New Year's Eve
Dec. 31
Double Door, Chicago
w/ Electric Six
includes hosted bar!!!
Doors 9:00
www.doubledoor.com

It's $55 bones. Possibly too rich for my blood.

12.02.2003

After class today I spoke with a monk. He has been studying for 10 years and is from Cambodia. We spoke of Energy, Meditation, Compassion, Modivation. Many things. It was great. Shortly after I sat down to talk a Muslim woman sat down and we all talked together. She said that we were like different grasses that live in the same yard. The grasses are different, yet none of them harm the other.
I told him of my confusion with religion and that I didn't trust it. I told him that the only thing I can believe in is me. I think he agreed.

11.30.2003


like lauren bacall
she lights up them all
the punks with thier metal
the goths all in black

Her fiery headed goodness
the icing on it all
the streets full of traffic
the air full of life

Wake up my pretty
and see through it all
soon the lights dim
and soon we part ways
waiting
for a moment
to set my eyes
on you


11.29.2003

SO thanksgiving is over. I had my fill of turkey, family, and friends. Is was a good trip hanging out with Al playing music and driving around.
I've developed quite a bit of anxiety about Madison. Not Madison, just me in madison I guess. Cera called me and wanted me to hang out with her. No way. I saw this girl at the thanksgiving game that knows the 3rd street crew and she was like, "Everyone down there wants to see you." so I said, "They can all just kiss off into the air"

There are not enough people in the world that know the awesome power of THe Violent Femmes.

11.23.2003

Wow... what an eventfull evening. I went to work this morning at 1pm and stayed there until about 4 when I got pissed off at my boss and left. I wasn't supposed to be there until 6 so I said fuck it and went to UC. I layed down for awhile and took a mini-nap. I woke up and saw some guys kickeing a soccer ball around so I joined them. After that I went back to work and it was OK.
I got off around 8 and walked up Mcmillan. I called a couple people until I got ahold of Madie. SHe said she was having a party and I should show up. I was a block from her house so I went. We hung out, we got my guitar, we got more beer for the party, we partied. No-one at the party had any ganja, so I strolled onward to ludlow. I got to my apt as Micah was leaving. On my way back up CLifton i walked passed the esquire, which plays lots of indie flicks, and rocky horror was about to start. I yelled at the group of people, "Why all the black guys, lets put some color in our lifes!" I started to run away when someone yelled at me. "Come back" they said so i mossied my way back towards the theatre. a tall redhead came up to me and said what's up. I told her that I was headed to a party and that she should come with me. She said rocky horror and I said let's smoke. We went into an alley behind someone's apartment and we smoked a bowl. She was amazing. Lauren. Incredible chick man...
I got her number and left. Jesus it took forever to get up clifton. I got back to the party in time to drink a beer and see our host pass out for the evening. With much partying left in me and headed north once again back to ludlow. On my way I took a side-path to Celina's. We watched tv, smoked and I left. On the move again. As i was walking past the esquire again I saw two people that appeared to be hiding against a wall. I snuck over to them and said, "what are we hididng from?" they anwered, "a friend... would you like to be our friend." she was punk as fuck... Jenny.
I met jenny about 2 months ago. I was in a van with Vinnie (currently in forced rehab by his parents) and Alex (is an ugly, cracked out, homeless, toothless, masogenist, mother-fucking bastard piece of anal lube)
damn-it I'll finish later.

Alex sucks and he was talking all this shit about Jenny that really pissed me off. Anyway I talked to Jenny for little bit and she left. I saw some cops so I walked around the block and when I got back Lauren was standing outside the esquire. I talked to her for awhile and she had to take her friends home so we parted ways.
When I got home Mike gave me a call so I went and hung out with him and passed out.


I had a dream that I witnessed Earth's Exodus. It was cool.

11.21.2003

The Hottest thing I've seen online since Suicide Girls.

Mmm women are yummy.
oh yeah by the way...







FUCK YOU!

11.20.2003

I had a really kick-ass time tonight. No hoes that want to use me, no wondering aimlessly, no bullshit. It was great. And to top the night off I had a waffle. I've been wanting a waffle for so long it's ricockulous.

11.19.2003

i can do cool shit with a butterfly knife.

what do you think about that biaatch!!

This time next week I'll be in Madison, but i'll be getting wasted so it's OK.

Burninating the planet
and all it's people
Why don't you hide
under your steeple

11.18.2003

interesting:

B-town??
What a wierd freakin' night. I started at a hard-core show and ended up being brought home by a gay man. Don't ask. Unless you really want to.

I'm drunk as fuck and I'm tried.
goodnight!!
sean

11.16.2003

I might be hanging out with this girl Casey tonight. I met her one day while i was skating around UC. She was reading and I sat down next to her and we talked for awhile. We parted ways and I figured that i wouldn't see her again. Then a couple weeks later I was out skating again and saw her. We talked and I got her number. I called her last night and she said she might come hang out with me tonight when she gets out of work. She's really nice and I hope she does come over.

School has been great. I'm really excited about learning again. My classes are a lot more interesting than they were in Muncie.
Did anyone read that kittie poem, because I like it a lot.

Uh....
PENGUIN!!!

11.14.2003

Waiting to find out about my financial aid. Supposedly there is a letter somewhere on it's way to me. I wonder.

"this is a day in the life of a geezer"

I'm reading "CLose encounters of the third kind." It's really good so far. Micah hates Spielberg but I don't know why. We went over to mike's last night and played some Euchre. I watched Raising Arizona last night in my drunkeness and passed out. Mike woke me up so I mumbled something and went downstairs and passed out. good times

11.12.2003

Burninating Madison
and my hoebag ex-girlfriend
Burn baby Burn!!!

Lot's of things pissed me off today. Unfortuanatly, I enjoy my freedom too much to start an exploding rampage. Damn laws.
Is setting a worthless pile of shit on fire a use of positive or negative energy. speak amongst yourselves.
OK

Conan will make it better.

11.10.2003

I finished reading "Venus in Furs" tonight and I thought it was a great book.

While surfing the web looking for venus related items i found: VIntage Erotica.


This image is from In the Rain
thank you!

also see:
RetroRaunch, see the tour
Veterans day= No classes

so I walked down to school and no one was there. I walked around and found nothing except a sign saying that it was veterans day. Thank goodness for signs.
WIth the lights out it's less dangerous
here we are now entertain us



I'm so excited about meeting more girls who are going to ignore me. Yay!!

11.09.2003

My earlobes are bleeding
from the lack of decor

The cave is so lonely when no one's around. It sucks. I called everyone today and no one answered.

11.08.2003

To the alley bar and through parked cars
kittie i think i found you there
you scratched my back and i'll scratch yours
i've touched your fur and i want more

break-beat club, smoky sentiments
gin and tonics for ladies and gents
dance groove shakes bass quakes
grab a glass and do what it takes

SO i found this cat and i wanna take her home
curl up next to the fire
you scratched my back and i'll scratch yours
i've touched your fur and i want more

sit down to my bloody valentine
now where did i leave my line
relax gatto we've got more drugs
then she swats at invisible bugs

11.05.2003

I bombed all of CLifton ave. tonight. It was awesome.

I'm pretty tired. I need to find a way to get money so I can buy books. that's a bitch.

11.04.2003

the sky is very blue today. It's that way because it's made of water. amazing.

I passed out on the couch last night and as Micah was going to school i woke up and he said "you can sleep in your bed you know." I don't think he understands what a lonely place my bed has become. Other than a couple months here and there, I've shared my bed for the past 3 years. Sleeping is 50,000 times better when there's someone lying next to you.
Yes i am lonely.
"whats this about jumping over a balcony at the mere beck-and-call of Mindy? Huh huh?"

So, mindy is this girl that goes to school with Micah. SHe's really hot and at the Halloween party she said something hilarious. "Are you gonna come over here or am i going to have to come over there." Believe me, at the time it totally cracked me up and killed me all at the same time. So I jumped off a 10 ft. balcony. Oh... I forgot to mention that Mindy was dressed as a playboy bunny. Mmmm...

SO, now I'mm pretty drunk and having a very difficult time typing.

I can't wait for Thanksgiving. Al is coming back to the midwest for one last horrah. We have lots of plans and I'm sure it's going to be an excellent time.

11.02.2003

Wasted Energy

I forgot that you were not next to me
but maybe it wasn't meant to be
you were off and doing your own thing
and you havn't stopped to hear me sing

Chorus
I take another drink
and I start to sink
drunken wondering guy
do you think he'll stop by
do you think he'll stop by

I stop by your house
ring the bell and hope you're there
picture postcard memories
i wish i had some of those

i wanna share all my songs with you
sing you everything i know
i wear my thoughts like a saftey pin
oh man i think i'm drunk again

11.01.2003

Last night was great. It was nice and warm. Micah got incredibly wasted so I drove us home. Then I found myself in Florence, KY in some fucking mansion. It was kindof wierd actually but hey what's halloween for right?

I invited Virginia to the cave today. I don't know if she'll come or not. I wrote her a song.

10.31.2003

Happy Halloween.

I'm going to get really wasted tonight. Big surprise huh.

I ate a dose the other night and tripped for 8 hours straight. I got lost in a pool. gratuitous spaciousness.
We went out to this point that overlooks downtown and it was really cool. Looking down at the city and thinking about all the different things that were going on right in front of me. Crazy.

I hope everyone has a fantastic night. I know i will.

10.26.2003

SO I've been doing research online for Milo Lory. I don't think that link on the left works but if it does someone tell me what it says. Anyway, I got sidetracked and decided to do a google search for my Dad. And I found this:

My dad's Senior picture

10.24.2003

Virginia, hello out there. I hope you are well. I hope you can understand this.

Hydrogen ------- Oxygen

Water??

Air??

what kind of energy is floating around?

should i turn into a pine tree... mmm i'd smell good all the time.

10.22.2003


The smallest form of existence is the atom. dense mass core, satellites, and space. Everything and nothingness all explained to us by the smallest form of energy. Energy is everything that there is. The law of conservation of energy states that energy may neither be created nor destroyed. This means that there is only so much energy floating around out there, and obviously there is only so much energy that we will have in our lifetimes. Eventually all the energy that makes up what I am will be gone. Gone in the form of something else.
There are forms of energy transfer that are not often thought of. Let's do an experiment.
Energy is Truth.
Now let's talk about all the ways energy was just transfered. The first was my thinking (electronic impulses in my brain) the statement "Energy is Truth." Then I used energy in my muscles to move my fingers to type. As my fingers touched the keys it sent a signal into my computer making the statement appear to me on my monitor as pixels. When I posted this on my site, a server somewhere recieved my digital data and recorded it to a hard-drive. When you typed in the address of my site your brain was sending out the signal to your fingers that you wanted to see what I had to say today. Reading the data on that same hard-drive your computer translated it so you could read these words. When you read the statement your eyes were looking at the words which your brain translated in a way that only you can understand.
Energy is amazing. It is everything that is not space. I am effecting your energy right now. Is it coincedence that the smallest thing we know of looks just like the biggest thing we know of. I don't think so. We must take full advantage of our life energy and try to use our energy for good. Creation is the highest form of energy. Art, Birth, Music, Blogging; all these things are created by people who are using their energy in ways that affect not only their local environment but possibly the whole world.
There is energy and nothingness. Everything that is energy is truth.
Look how much our solar system looks like the atom. Flatten it out and look at it from the side. Here you go:

This is a near-infrared picture of the Milky Way.
Saturday morning Micah and I headed out to Red River Gorge.

it was a great drive down and we found the trail-head with a tiny bit of difficulty. Once we found the trail we loaded up our beer, food, and blankets for the night. We found Micah's friends easily and hung out for awhile. We drank beers and roasted marshmallows. The woods around the camp were lit up from our fire and it was so wonderfully quiet. Dave who had planned the trip was drinking some booze out of a canteen and I asked what it was. 99 blueberries was the response. Highly recomended.
After we relaxed, ate, and the sun went down Beth and Zack talked about an overlook that they had found before. We all got ready and headed out. Walking around in the woods with a flashlight, laughing, talking was great. Once we got to the point it was beautiful. We looked out over this valley that was dark and above us the milky way shimmered. We sat and stared at the sky with our mouths open at how huge it was. We all made up constellations that don't exist anywhere other than our minds like 'the dolphin' and 'the sperm'. We talked about super-powers and needles and the cars that drove past on the road below us. Micah and I got pretty stoned and chilled while everyone talked and looked up. We saw some shooting stars and then a couple showed up and totaly harshed my mellow. We didn't want them to be there and they didn't want us there so I tried to get everyone rounded up to head back to camp. It took awhile since we were all intoxicated. We got back to camp and after some sassafras tea that I dug up everyone pretty much went to sleep. I stayed next to the fire and woke up every once in awhile to put wood on the fire. I fell asleep with a log to my back and a smile on my face.
When I woke up Micah was messing with the fire and the sun had just come up. Zack had gotten up and was making coffee. I sat and felt the heat off the fire. It was so peacefull to wake up and have absolutly no obligations for the day.
Zack and Micah decided that they were going out to the lookout to watch the sun rise over the valley. I went back to sleep and woke up to some people coming into camp. It was Mike and his girl whosenameican'tremember. We'll call her kristen just for editing purposes. So we talked to them and found out that they had slept in their car at the trailhead. Micah was off to Nashville so we told him good-bye and he was gone.
I asked everyone if they were cool with me staying even though none of us really knew eachother. Everyone was pretty positive about me staying and it made me happy. I threw together some food and talked to Dave. We were both cooking different things and bonce around different ideas for what to do with our fantastic day. I asked if he had a topo map and he did. I looked at the map and choose a route for us to hike for the day. I told everyone about it and we all got ready. We set out and headed down a steep hill. After awhile we got below the cliff-line and we found a couple different caves. One was 'confessional cave' and the other one was 'Dave's Bed Cave' Shortly after we found those we got down to the main creek. We walked and crossed the creek uncoutable times. We found a train wheel. We found someone else's campsite and two rocks tied to a string. I didn't see it but Dave saw a dead racoon.
We got to the road and the river but didn't see any sign of the footbridge that was marked on the map. Looking at it I knew exactly where we were. We had the option to take the road (the longest path back to camp) or take on the hillside. Dave and I consulted the map and picked out a ravine that seemed hikable. As we went up I found a large hole that an animal was probably living in but I counldn't decide what animal. We got about 3/4 of the way up and got faced with 100 foot cliffs all around us. We cut across to the other side through all these holly trees. Once we all got across we came to a really sketchy section of hillside that was questionable as to it's saftey. I told everyone to wait until I got to the top to tell them if it was cool or not. It was certainly difficult but I was confident that everyone could make it and we all did. The view was great and we pushed on. We hiked past 3 different ridges and went through lots of sticker bushes. At the end of one of the ridges was a cliff, we saw some smoke coming from the bottom of the cliff and didn't think much about it. When we got back to camp we all relaxed and ate some food. I looked at the map later and checked the scale and found out that we had hiked 4 miles.
Dave and I decided that we really needed to get beer to celebrate our triumphant return to camp. (Greatly simplified version) We drove, we drove, we got wierd looks, we drove, we got told no a lot, we drove and then I got the idea that we might be able to find some moonshine. I stopped at a local store in the gorge and asked some old timers who had no idea what I was talking about. SOme redneck girl said something to me that i couldn't hear so i walked over to her.
"You got a joint?"
"Maybe... do you know where I could get some moon-shine?"
"yeah but it's like 10-15 miles away"
"Ok let's go you can ride with us"
"I don't know, you going to smoke with us?"
"Take me to get the moonshine and come back to camp with us."
"I can't go"
"What do you mean... you want to get high, i want some moonshine, what's the problem?"
"I can't go anywhere"

It hit me at that moment that she just wanted to trick me out of a joint by saying she knew where to get me moonshine when she really had no idea. I GOT HOSED!!
Beerless, Moonshineless, and very dissapointed we returned to camp. Everyone was chilling so I joined them and we prepared for our night retreat to the lookout. We had some friends with us. Doober, 99 Blueberries, and So Co. We smoked and all sat back marveling at the stars when we heard someone coming down the trail.
"We're with the Sheriffs Department. We had a report of a bright glow coming off the end of one of these ridges."
We told him about the smoke we had seen and showed him where we saw it from. Their were some guys out in trucks that were looking for the fire that had radios. They talked back and forth in that mysterious code until as one of the trucks guys was looking for our flashlights to see our location he said this.
"I think i see you... no that's an airplane." Oh my we all busted out laughing and it was great. They eventually left and thanked us for our help. We all decided that it was probably just some people camped at the base of the cliff.

When we got back to camp Dave and Zack and I talked about energy for a long time and passed out.

We woke up and decided to head back to the natti so we did. I rode with Dave on the way back and mostly we listened to music.
I had such a fantastic time this weekend and I want to thank everyone who had any part of it. Yeah that probably means you.

later
(You are stellar)
Meet me in outer space
we could spend the night
watch the earth come up
I've grown tired of that place
won't you come with me
we could start again

How do you do it
make me feel like I do
how do you do it
it's better than I ever knew, ooh

Meet me in outer space
I will hold you close
if your afraid of heights
I need you to see this place
it might be the only way
that I can show you how
it feels to be inside of you

How do you do it
make me feel like I do
how do you do it
it's better than I ever knew, ooh
how do you do it
make me feel like I do

Do, oh oh oh oh oh
you are stellar
you are stellar

How do you do it
make me feel like I do
how do you do it
it's better than I ever knew, ooh
how do you do it
make me feel like I do
how do you do it
make me feel like I do, yeah

Incubus

10.18.2003

stuff:

Woman

Fear

Beauty



Soul
Burroughs

went to the party and it was lame. went to mike's and played guitar and it was cool. I'm pretty tired actually. I talked to Virginia and she's busy all week-end. lame.

I'm trying to decide if I want to smoke my last cigarette. I hate how it's 3 o'clock in the morning and i want to talk to someone. anyone. blood pumping. eyes blinking.

10.17.2003

Me and dj mray hanging out. I guess we're going to some party later but whatever.

Later

10.15.2003

I have a secret.

I dig librarians. If i knew some hottie librarian, i'd be her slave. She could make me alphabetize those magazines that everyone looks and i'd love it.
anyway I found this today and thought it was interesting.
Weblogs as Libraries

When I was 16 years old I thought Weezer was the coolest band in the whole world. Crazy things have happened in my life over the past 5 years.
Say it ain't so
I still love Weezer


check this out too:
Rivers is looking older too

10.14.2003



Anyone want to go to Big Bear with me this winter?
Mother mother fuck. I just wrote a great entry and it surfed on out into the void.

Summary:
Talked to Virginia and she said that she "has a lot going on" and she "doesn't want to hurt me"
1. a lot going on translates to she's seeing someone else
2. my balls would have to be cut off before I would say some girl hurt me.

I've been through too much to give a fuck. Anyone who listens to Nirvana (and if you don't you should leave my page now) should bust out Bleach and listen to how bad-ass the solo is in Love Buzz. It's delicious.

"Keeps his cigarettes close to his heart"
swap meet-- Nirvana

10.12.2003

I had a wierd week-end. No I'm not going to talk about it. I'm just glad to be back in the nati. I drank with Virginia tonight and watched Cannibal the Musical. I'm really stoked about meeting her. Thank you madeline. We've had some really cool conversations. I showed her some of my pictures and other random stuff from my past. It was awesome, she actually seemed interested. You know how sometimes you'll show someone some of your pictures and they just kindof flip through them, well she actually looked at them and asked questions. It made me so happy.
time waits for no man.


"only in dreams
we'll see what it means" -Weezer

10.03.2003

Cheap booze yes... Company no...
Billie Holiday feels my pain. So i've laid myself on the floor listening to her and wanting to love so badly.
I've been playing my guitar like a madman and I need new strings already. i guess I'll just have to take it easy. No fucking way... Nothing will stop the noise!!! I just got off work and took a shower. Ah Clean.
My plans for the evening, cheap booze and good company. Hopefully. Otherwise I'll just have to drink myself stupid.
Monday is 'get things done' day. There are a couple of things I've been slacking on so I need to wrap those up.
Nap maybe?

9.27.2003

I spent my last 13 dollars on a case of Corona last night. I thought Shanna was going to come drink with me but she never showed up so around 2am I really started getting hammered. Not much was going on at Mike's so I started to mope home in the rain until I decided I was too drunk and too wet to keep going. I called Micah and he picked me up.

feelin' pretty lazy today actually. I have to work at 7 and then I think I'm going to go to Mike's and play my guitar. Oh yeah I finally got my amp back. Woo-Hoo!! Bored Bored Bored....

9.23.2003

We drank, we smoked, we rocked out until 5 in the morning, we spray-painted a bunch of shit in Mike's house, we all passed out. A good time was had by all.
I ended up getting 4 cases of PBR.
I put new strings on my guitar so I was sounding pretty good and the guys I played with were great too.

I wanna go skate so bad...
This is fucking sweeeeet!
Photo by: Critical Thrash

9.21.2003

Monday night is going to be rock n roll mayhem.
My amp is done and I can pick it up. rule!
Oktoberfest is going on, free beer for me.
Listening to the breeders and loving the fuck out of it.

8.22.2003

I feel much better now that the crazieness on my page is gone. I ran into this really awesome girl tonight while at the club. I was talking to her about my writing and she started telling me about her literary magazine The Blue Writer. What's interesting is that among my journeys around Clifton I've seen flyers for submissions to the collaboration. So I'm pretty stoked about sharing my writing who could possibly want to share it with the local world.
Here's on of the things I sent

Drooling drunk guy
Spontaneous drunk staggering
Religious raunchy ralphing
People pleasure pleasings
Mind-trip Mangalings
Drip-drop dangalings
True thoughts wandering
Sick sluts swaggering
slip-slop slabberings


"Who wishes to be creative must first blast and destroy accepted values." ---Nietzsche

Good Night....

8.17.2003

I'm so fucking pissed off right now. I was skating around enjoying a mild day and found this sidwalk that had a really mellow hill about 200 yards long. I bombed it and was just about to go down it again, when a rent-a-pig came walking my way. I thought to just skate off the other way but I was just to lazy. He came up and gave me the "you can't skate here" bullshit and took my SS#.
If I had a dollar for everytime I heard that I'd be a rick mother-fucker.

In other news, I'm well on my way to getting a school. There are about 3 pretty cool schools here that I'm interested in. I've been accepted to Antonelli and I'm fairly certain that I want to go. I feel like the experience I will gain their will outway the fact that I will only have an associates degree when I get done.
Pros------
1. Only takes 2 years and I'm done.
2. Tons of options and rescources.
3. 80% female student body.
4. I'll gain a degree
5. I'll gain a portfolio
6. If I want to later I can transfer my credits to another school.

Cons-----
1. Associates degree as apposed to a Bachelors
2. Costly

I can't really think about that many bad things.

I'm rolling my own cigarettes. I'm about to play GTA3 and kill a bunch of cops!!!!
"Tata tata tat that's me killin' the cops"

8.15.2003

Club Vertigo...

Remember those guys in high school that put freaks in trash cans? Welcome to vertigo. Also very frat party feeling. Oh well fuck it, I got drunk, and I had fun with the guys I went with. I looked at booty shakin' and drank 2 pitchers. The guy that let's us in is 20 yrs. old and works there. He said he makes $600 bones a week. That's pretty fat.

Other than the terrible 15 yr. old music, and the ditsy tri-delts, I thought the club had potential for a good time. I'll probably go to Goth night sometime and see what happens.

"What.. she trip, fall on his dick?"

8.11.2003

full moon night ravings.
at about 6:30 this evening I was drunk off a couple beers and now I'm trashed on the tussin. Oh yes, Sean's sippin the sizzup.
I have to work tommorow at like 5 tommorow. I sitting in the apartment sans shirt, no shoes, bad breath, stinkin' pits and headphones halfon my head so I can listen to the Breeders. I had kindof a crazy night tomight and I don't think it's over yet. I met this girl who goes to this art school I heard about today. it's called Antonelli and I guess it's downtown somewhere.
Speaking of girls, I've been hanging out with this girl meagan. She's just a friend and she's pretty fun to be around. This guy I've been paying guitar with was trying to be her boyfriend so that's kindof wierd but they'll both get over it. I like Meagan, I like Ian. Ian and I are getting our dex on tonight and I'm fizzucked. He took off for a walk and I don't know if he's coming back or if he got arrested or what.
Well I'm going to call Al and mayhaps Linz and tell them how fucked up I am.
Taste the Rainbow
Tonight's Saga: A laughable situation

It's 1:30 in the morning and I just got off work. On my way home I was bombing ,as it is downhill most of the way home. A cop heading up the hill and hit thier lights. I skated over to where they where getting out of thier pig-wagon.

me- how's it going?
pig- can I see your I.D.
me- why?
pig- are you a car?
me- no.
pig- then what are you doing in the middle of the street.
me- I just got off work, I don't have my I.D. and I'm on my way home.
pig- well, I need to run your I.D.
me- O.K. I'll gladly give you my information.
pig- What? Your immature attitude needs to stop.
me- O.K. I'm just trying to co-operate with you. Why are you so upset, I'm just trying to get home. I just moved here 7 days ago. Is there some sort of law against riding a skateboard in the street?
pig- You need to grow up.
me- What!?
pig- are you a moving vehicle.
me- no but my board is a moving vehicle and I was riding on my board so yeah I guess so.
pig- I could charge you with civil disobediance.
me- for skateboarding home? (I chuckle at the civil disobediance charge)
pig- where are you from?
me- Madison, IN.
pig- Is it OK for you to skate down the middle of the street in Madison.
me- Yes. I talked to several cops there who would rather leave us alone skating a hill than waste thier time with us.
pig- Well I don't know how it works where you're from but here you can't just ride down the street. What do you think a judge would say if you showed up in his courtroom tommorow morning a with civil disobediance charge?
me- He'd probably laugh and tell me to get out of his courtroom.
pig- I seriously doubt that'd he'd laugh.
me- Are you going to run my I.D? I'm having a great time talking to you and all, but I'd like to get home.
pig- You really need to grow up and realize that you're not helping yourself any acting this way.
me- What, acting like an intelligent adult that knows his rights, and refuses to have them trampled on by you?
pig- No, I'm not going to run your I.D. because there's probably just some juvenile offenses.
me- Please run my I.D. I'd love to see what you think about my absolutely clean record and certainly no warrants.
pig- I didn't say you have any warrants.
me- O.K. So are we done here?
pig- You need to stay out of the streets, or I will take you in for civil disobediance.
me- OK well have fun.

So I skated away down the sidewalk and didn't look back.
Civil Disobediance is truly a laughable offense


8.10.2003

I went to this great show tonight with Micah. The Gazelles! played in which the drummer is someone I know from Jr. High. The first band didn't start until 11 so the show went late into the night. After the gazelles! played I took Micah home and bombed Ludlow back to Northside. It was a great ride and when I got back the last band was playing. They were really good and afterwards everyone piled out of the front door to where I was sitting. I talked to Andrew and we decided to go up the street to this guy Chris's apartment. We sat around. talked, listened to NOFX and smoked cigarettes. After awhile we realized that none of us were fucked up enough so we asked Chris what if any narcotics he had in the apartment. He found some ridilin and I chopped it up. I played some guitar badly. We listened to some Lou Reed and then left. It's now 5:49 AM Sunday morning and I have to be at work at 6pm. I might get 8 hours of sleep, we'll see.
I'm excited to be finding new musicians on a daily basis. Hopefully I can start playing with some people and get together a band.
ROCK ON!!

8.08.2003

I got a job today and worked 8 grueling hours. I went in for an interview, came out with a uniform, and 8 hours of pay coming my way.

In other news, the natti is treating me well. I found some kids to play music with and my search for musicians to form a project with are coming along well. I played an open-mic last night and I sucked. It was really hurried and structured and my performance showed it. I've been writing a lot and my stuff is getting better.
I've had a change of opinion about music. In my acoustic ramblings, the music was about goofing around and just having a good time. But now that I'm getting better, i feel I should be moving toward a more expressive form.

I hope you are all well...

8.05.2003

Sinking in my pool of misery
breathing in the liquid
Letting everything turn to black
and never leave the bottom

stopping my breathing
my blood is seething
letting go of my life
waiting for the end

Letting out my last breath
my muscles will relax
tears float out of my eyes
more salt for my wounds

stopping my breathing
my blood is seething
letting go of my life
waiting for the end



feeling sea-sick? yeah me too.

7.31.2003

I will be updating once again after I redesign the site.
Later

4.02.2003

OK so I can't get that thing to go away so everyone ignore it. I'm moving some of my stuff down to Johnathan's today and then we're going to a protest. I'm surprised at the amount of people that came out last week. They've decided to assemble in front of the court house every wed. until the war ends. I think it's really cool that some of the local kids want to be heard. I'll tell you about it later.

3.27.2003

Johnathan really needs to kick his housemate out. I think it would be good for me to get out of my parent's house. (hmmm I think we all knew that one!) It would be so awesome to live downtown again.
I've been working like crazy, it's been great. It just kindof sucks to look outside when it's so nice and have to go to work. Oh well, gotta do it.
I don't know why I failed to mention this before but my phone got disconnected so if you've been trying to call me that's why it's saying whatever it's saying to you. Sorry everyone (dave)

3.21.2003

Last night after work I went to Mike's and we had a great jam session. I think we played this one blues song for like 20 minutes straight. It was awesome. I think I found a drummer. wed. night JoeyG's SOmetime Saludu

3.17.2003

Let's see Saturday night we went to the skatepark and I ended up leaving with middle finger being twice it's normal size. It still hurts a bit but at least I can still play guitar. I was really worried I wouldn't be able to for awhile. Knowing that I had to work today I took it easy yesterday and just walked around in the sun. It felt soooo good. Warm, Sunny, Happy.
Today at work was fun actually. We had a consistant flow of people most of the day and it passed without boredom. I'm learning quickly and my boss is actually a pretty cool lady.

I think my friend Joel could talk about sex all day if someone would let him. Freak!

3.13.2003

I went to the ville last night and skated a bunch. I hurt my back somehow and it still hurts quite a bit.

Last Sunday while we were at the park I met this girl with an awesome Zepplin tattoo on her stomach. We started talking and she's pretty cool. I feel like i'm in this intellectual void here in Hanover so I reach out for interesting people whenever possible. Anyway, we talked on the phone a couple days ago and then last night Johnny and I went down to skate and she came down to hang out with us. We went back to her place and talked for awhile, met a couple of her friends, played guitar and then we left.

OK so to anyone who doesn't know I Like Drugs. D.A.R.E. only worked to make me realize that drunk driving is really stupid, drugs will do interesting things to your body and mind, and cops are stupid. I like drugs when I'm hanging out with people and I can talk to them about ANYTHING. Unfortuanatly for me Hanover is not the place to have fun doing drugs. Even if there were good drugs here I don't know how willing I would be to participate just becuase I don't think the people would be very much fun. I talked to the ville chick about drugs and she likes 'em too. Sweet. Someone I can get wasted with.
SO hopefully sometime I'll make my way down to Louisville and I'll have the chance to get wasted and have a good time.


Speaking of getting wasted and Having a good time I got to talk to Cera and Lolli last night. Cera sounded distant but Lolli assured me that it was just Cera being Cera which I completely understand. Getting her to talk about her feelings is like trying to get me to stop skatin'. I just hope that she's trying to improve her situation and she's not just wasting time.

I'm taking little steps right now and I'm trying to do things the 'right' way. Now that I have a job I guess the next step is keeping my job and here in a couple weeks I'll get to take a trip up to Lafayette to see Cera and hang out for a couple of days.
I'll be posting more often. I've decided to make coming to the library a daily activity. Not only does it provide me with internet access, but it's a reason to get out of bed and take a walk. Good Stuff!

3.11.2003

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

I just wrote such a good post and blogger sent it off into cyberspace at light speed without telling it where to go.

SUmmary:
I've been in a really depressed shitty mood for the past week with a constant headache.
Babies are loud, stink, ugly, and are unable to carry on a conversation (like most of the residents of Hanover hmm amazing)
I start work on Monday.
Things are looking up, it's a wonderful sunny day, i have a job, and I'm going to get pissdrunk tonight.

Al, e-mail me.
THat goes for the lot of ya, you scurvy dogs.

2.11.2003

I am a slacker slutbag... i never post.... no-one reads my page anymore... maybe someone will see my site two weeks from now.
THE NEXT PERSON TO READ MY PAGE, SIGN MY GEUSTBOOK AND TELL ME WHAT A SLUTTY SLUT I AM!

sorry about that I'm sure it was wierd for you too.
Suck on this:


That's Madison's Most Infamous Band... or not whatever
SKRUM

1.08.2003

OK so I'm aparently not as wasted as I was for my last entry but whatever.
I've got my boones and my girl so i'm pretty good. I don't know man. I've got about 60,000,000,000 things going on right now and it's just really straining on my mind.
whatever....
Later

12.27.2002

"Crazy Party"

so drugs, rum, dance music + me and cera = fun

I'm pretty wasted already actually and it's onle 12:34.
work sucks and so do capitalist coporation type suits,
but we must work to survive so that's what I do.

12.11.2002

I had my meeting with a counselor at the school of liberal arts at purdue today. She had a lot of good things to say and pretty much told me to mellow out and get in (to purdue). She said that the more narrow I looked at my education the more experiences I would be missing out on. She also said that I should definately try to get in and work on the liberal arts degree classes and worry about exactly what progam I need to be in later.


This by the way is what Al's been telling me all along.

12.07.2002

The company I work for is pretty shady. I found out today that my company is falsifiying log hours so that they can make more money. This leaves 30 employees today doing nothing at all. Nothing. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I know that it has very little effect on me (unless they decide that I'm expendable, or one of their clients finds out what's going on) but i just feel like I shouldn't be involved. And I don't know what to do....

12.04.2002

So today at work (I was sitting there avoiding work) and the training lady brought this guy over and said hey sean show this guy what's going on. I was like okay and when he sat down i told him that i hated my job and i avoid it whenever i can. Anyway we started talking and it turns out this guy ran the Strand Theatre in Ocean Beach for 6 years! Now this is amazing to me because not only do I know where the strand is, i've walked by there several times, and my brother lives not very far from there. It's just wierd I think how small the world is sometimes.

12.01.2002

Cello sounds wonderful with acoustic guitar.