Dark Deserted Station

...Hello, Goodbye...

2007-05-04T09:28:00.000-07:00

This is to announce my official move to a new home....Virb.com! I'm pretty much going to live there from now on, so checking this place could be considered pointless. Course, I may not leave here completely, but don't you count on it. fare thee well, Blogspot. You have served me well :)

Come See Me At My New Home

Good Day....

...Everything That Creeps Me Out...

2007-04-05T08:14:00.000-07:00

There's a face that we wear
In the cold light of day -
It's society's mask,
It's society's way,
And the truth is
That it's all a facade!

There's a face that we hide
Till the nighttime appears,
And what's hiding inside,
Behind all of our fears,
Is our true self,
Locked inside the facade!

Every day
People, in their own sweet way,
Like to add a coat of paint,
And be what they ain't!

That's how our little -
Game is played,
Living out a masquerade
Acting a bizarre charade -
While playing the saint!

But there's one thing I know,
And I know it for sure:
This disease that we've got
Has got no ready cure!
And I'm certain
Life is terribly hard -
When your life's a facade!

Look around you!
I have found
You cannot tell, by looking at the surface,
What is lurking there beneath it!
See that face!
Now, I'm prepared to bet you,
What you see's not what you get -
'Cause man's a master of deceit !

So, what is the sinister secret?
The lie he will tell you is true? -
It's that each man you meet
In the street
Isn't one man but two!

Nearly everyone you see -
Like him and her,
And you, and me -
Pretends to be
A pillar of society -
A model for propriety -
Sobriety
And piety -
Who shudders at the thought
Of notoriety!

The ladies and gents here before you -
Which none of them ever admits -
May have saintly looks -
But they're sinners and crooks!

Hypocrites!
Hypocrites!

There are preachers who kill!
There are killers who preach!
There are teachers who lie!
There are liars who teach!
Take your pick, dear -
"Cause it's all a facade!

If we're not one, but two,
Are we evil or good?
Do we walk the fine line -
That we'd cross if we could?
Are we waiting -
To break through the facade?

One or two
Might look kinda well-to-do -
Hah! They're bad as me an' you,
Right down they're boots!

I'm inclined to think -
Half mankind
Thinks the other half is blind!
Wouldn't be surprise to find -
They're all in cahoots!

At the end of the day,
They don't mean what they say,
They don't say what they mean,
They don't ever come clean -
And the answer -
Is it's all a facade!
Is it's all a facade!
Man is not one, but two,
He is evil and good,
And he walks the fine line
We'd all cross if we could!

It's a nightmare -
We can never discard -
So we stay on our guard -
Though we love the facade -
What's behind the facade?
Look behind the facade!

Good Day...

...Beautiful Is Exactly The Word For Which I Was Searching...

2007-02-14T07:25:00.000-08:00

If I caught the world in a bottle
And everything was still beneath the moon
Without your love would it shine for me?
If I was smart as Aristotle
And understood the rings around the moon
What would it all matter if you loved me?

Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still
With a million dreams to fulfill
And a matter of moments until the dancing ends
Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear
Not a solitary thing would I fear
Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end

If I caught the world in an hourglass
Saddled up the moon so we could ride
Until the stars grew dim, Until...

One day you'll meet a stranger
And all the noise is silenced in the room
You'll feel that you're close to some mystery
In the moonlight and everything shatters
You feel as if you've known her all your life
The world's oldest lesson in history

Here in your arms where the world is impossibly still
With a million dreams to fulfill
And a matter of moments until the dancing ends
Here in your arms when everything seems to be clear
Not a solitary thing do I fear
Except when this moment comes near the dancing's end

Oh, if I caught the world in an hourglass
Saddled up the moon and we would ride
Until the stars grew dim
Until the time that time stands still, Until...

Happy Valetines Day!

Good Day...

...I Saw The Sunrise...

2007-02-01T09:09:00.000-08:00

This is me(duh) the morning Papa and I staked the edges of Harmony Hill's new Volleyball court. This would be the 1st of September. Below are a couple more. I'll post pictures of building it soon :)

Good Day....

...Cold Winds...

2007-01-17T21:47:00.000-08:00

Day before yesterday, the temperature stayed in the 20s all day. Rather shocking, considering that it's Texas. Not to mention painfully cold to my Southern self. I lived through it, though, as anyone reading this post can tell. I can't tell you how much I love cold weather. Trees with ice on them, white ground (sometimes), Jackets! I love Jackets to death. Not to mention scarves, turtlenecks....(also, it guarantees that those females which do not usually dress...umm...very well will do so)

Are your readers aware that "Foyle's War" is a GREAT show? Well, if you weren't before, you are now. It is the story of a policeman (a Detective Chief Superintendant, to be precise) who is not allowed to join the armed forces for various reasons. So instead, he fights at home against all kinds of criminals. The ones who break into houses, the ones who murder, the ones who will do anything to get out of war, the corrupt ones in high offices, and many more besides. Of course, he always pulls it off with plenty of style.

Good Day...

...There Are Strange Things Done....

2007-01-12T11:50:00.000-08:00

or in this case, strange things said. This song is from Bob Dylan's newest album.

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As I walked out tonight in the mystic garden,
The wounded flowers were dangling from the vine,
I was passin' by yon cool crystal fountain,
Someone hit me from behind.

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through this weary world of woe.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
No one on earth would ever know

They say prayer has the power to heal, so pray for me, mother.
In the human heart, an evil spirit will dwell.
I am a-tryin' to love my neighbor and do good unto others,
But oh mother things ain't goin' well.

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
I'll burn that bridge before you can cross.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost.

Now I'm all worn down by weeping,
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry.
If I catch my opponents ever sleeping,
I'll just slaughter'em where they lie.

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Through the world mysterious and vague.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' through the cities of the plague.

Well, the whole world is filled with speculation,
The whole wide world which people say is round.
They will tear your mind away from contemplation,
They will jump on your misfortune when you're down.

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Eatin' hog-eyed grease in a hog-eyed town.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Some day you'll be glad to have me around.

They will crush you with wealth and power
Every waking moment you could crack.
I'll make the most of one last extra hour,
I'll avenge my father's death when I step back.

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Hand me down my walkin' cane.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Got to get you out of my miserable brain.

All my loyal and my much-loved companions
They approve of me and share my code
I practice a faith that's been long abandoned
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
My mule is sick, my horse is blind.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Thinkin' 'bout that gal I left behind.

Well, it's bright in the heavens and the wheels are flyin',
Fame and honor never seem to fade.
The fire gone out but the light is never dyin'.
Who says I can't get heavenly aid'

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Carryin' a dead man's seal.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' with a toothache in my heel.

The suffering is unending;
Every nook and cranny has its tears.
I'm not playing, I'm not pretending,
I'm not nursing any superfluous fears.

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Walkin' ever since the other night.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
Walkin' till I'm clean out of sight.

As I walked out in the mystic garden
On a hot summer day, a hot summer lawn.
Excuse me, ma'am, I beg your pardon:
There's no one here, the gardener is gone.

Ain't talkin', just walkin'
Up the road, around the bend.
Heart burnin', still yearnin'
In the last outback at the world's end.

Good Day...

...Are You Prepared To Take A Dive...

2007-01-02T10:40:00.000-08:00

Boston & St. John's ~ Great Big Sea

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Girl don't tell me that it's morning
Can we keep the curtains drawn?
I haven't given you fair warning
But our ship, she sails at dawn

And it's true I must be going, but I swear it won't be long
There isn't that much ocean between Boston and St.John's
I'm a rover, and I'm bound to sail away
I'm a rover, can you love me anyway?

And if some suitor comes approaching
Will you let him through your door
What if I return half-broken
Will you still want me anymore?

And it's true I must be going, but I swear it won't be long
There isn't that much ocean between Boston and St.John's
I'm a rover, and I'm bound to sail away
I'm a rover, can you love me anyway?

Close your eyes and dream
and tell me what you see
Tell me what you want
Just tell me that you'll wait for me

Girl don't tell me that it's morning
Can we keep the curtains drawn?
I haven't given you fair warning
But our ship, she sails at dawn

And it's true I must be going, but I swear it won't be long
There isn't that much ocean between Boston and St.John's
I'm a rover, and I'm bound to sail away
I'm a rover, can you love me anyway?

It's Beautiful, isn't it?

Good Day...

...I Love You...

2006-12-10T17:05:00.000-08:00

Lippity. Clippity
wannabe architect
dashed out to Lubbock his
craft to unfurl.
Whilst apprehending a
great deal of knowledge he
coincidentally
got him a girl.

Greekamus Latinus
Jenny, west Texas gal
reading her ancients and
drinking her milk,
liked watching movies and
going to baseball games
homogeneity--
two of one ilk.

Whippety Nippety
on this December night
Eric knelt down and the
rest you can guess--
plighted his troth to her,
proffered a gem to wear--
anticipatiously
Jenny said, "Yes!"

~Written By My Mother when she recieved the news. Happy Engagement to Pizza and the MullMaiden :)

Good Day...

...So I Lit My First...

2006-12-04T08:49:00.000-08:00

Well.....it hurt, and I'm not going to try it again any time soon :)

Good Day...

...The Time Has Come...

2006-11-27T08:39:00.000-08:00

to post again....seeing that it's been a full month since I posted last :(

well, I have a picture that many people will be interested in. A picture of my cousin Michael, who is over in Iraq. he's standing with......well, see for yourself :)

(Michael is in the middle)

Good Day...

...Here We Go Again...

2006-10-26T21:47:00.000-07:00

I'll work on the tune over the weekend.
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in these wide lands
I've wandered around
and seen strange sights,
but all I've found
is that the life
of moving on
is never good
when you're alone

the north wind blows
and the frost is keen
the sky is clear
and the air is clean
and it's you my love
i want to see
so won't you wait
and wait for me

in these dark times
i've stumbled around
tried to stop the chase
escape the hound
but all i find
is life and death
the children cold
and short of breath

the north wind blows
and the frost is keen
the sky is clear
and the air is clean
and it's you my love
i want to see
so won't you wait
and wait for me

and now my love
I know it's true
there's nothing here
compares to you

the north wind blows
and the frost is keen
the sky is clear
and the air is clean
and it's you my love
i want to see
so won't you wait
and wait for me

Good Day...

...I'll See You In Part II...

2006-10-20T12:04:00.001-07:00

Well, I said I would do this again using entirely different people, so I will.

Opening Credits: "The Times They are A-Changing" ~ Bob Dylan

"Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'."

Average Day: "Happy" ~ Sister Hazel

"I remember thinking
who's content and who's for rent?
you say don't you want to be like that man?
well no, no no.
but then he cracks a smile and
it don't look too bad to me

I'm happy, I'm happy"

Love Scene: "Under Heaven's Skies" ~ Collective Soul

"You fly me through your skies of harmony
and you lay me down with words of honesty
you're beautiful, you're beautiful here with me"

Breaking Up: "Life Got In The Way" ~ Sister Hazel

"I wanted you so much
just like I do right now
I wanted us to
be the ones the poets write their books about
I wanted it to last,
I wanted to grow old
but life got in the way"

Long Night Alone: "Visions of Johanna" ~ Bob Dylan

"He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain? Oh, it's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn"

Getting Back Together: "Hey Hey" ~ Sister Hazel

"Hey hey, what do you think about
maybe staying around because
lately all I can think about is you"

Life’s Okay: "Mr. Tambourine Man" ~ Bob Dylan

"Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it"

Driving: "Burn" ~ Collective Soul

"Don't talk the talk if you don't believe
Don't give me oil, I need gasoline
baby, wanna burn with me?"

Learning a Lesson: "Can't Believe" ~ Sister Hazel

"And I can't believe I waited for tomorrow
Can't believe I'm back here once again"

Happy Dance: "Better Now" ~ Collective Soul

"Get the word out, I've got to get out
oh, I'm feelin' better now"

Regretting: "If You See Her, Say Hello" ~ Bob Dylan

We had a falling-out, like lovers often will
And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill
And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

OR

"How Do You Love" ~ Collective Soul

"So how do you love, how do you love
When your angels can't sing,
and your world is still lacking of me"

Death Scene: "So Long" ~ Sister Hazel

"Take a little time to think
About what is right or wrong
And that will lead me home if I remember
And I do--me I know it's true"

Closing Credits: "Forever Young" ~ Bob Dylan

"May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young"

Good Day...

...And I Realize...

2006-10-17T18:35:00.000-07:00

Many of you do not know that my dear sister is going to have a baby :)

Good Day...

...But I'll Know My Song Well Before I Start Singing...

2006-10-04T21:17:00.000-07:00

if anyone is interested in recordings made by myself or Eric or both of us, come and listen to Wandering Jones

Good Day...

PS if it doesn't work the first time, just try the link again.

...I'm Happy, I'm Happy...

2006-09-27T10:44:00.001-07:00

what's the deal with my brain? Am I blue? Where do you go when you lose everything? A town called Hypocrisy? But there's no future here, no future for us in this town. Was that the best I'll ever be?

All I can say is teach me how to speak, teach me how to share, teach me where to go and tell me, will love be there? I don't know, I've just got to go. Either way, our work has begun. Let's get together, and we can work it out.

I cried to my daddy on the telephone "how long now?" But I know that in the end, it doesn't even matter. In all this, I stand with the sons of Cain, burned by the fire of love. It all just washed away.

When it's killing me, what do I really see? It's just a minor thing, yall. Sarcasm is to know it all. I'll be singing in the rain when it all goes wrong again. Just close your eyes and I'll kiss you.

I drove all night to see the sunrise over her skin. But this is not my life, though I tremble for my love. Just remember, spend your days not falling down before your empty idols. Now again I've found myself so far down, but I can't keep my eyes off of you. I never meant to be so bad to you, I promise. If you still care, please don't make me cry.

Why do you weep? did the self-ordained professor's tongue cut you down? Me, I'm holding on to all I think is safe. Remember, it once was beautiful, and it still is beautiful. But you don't want a love that's pure.who knows, maybe I'm going to make the mistake of my life

You know that every one of those words rang true.

Good Day...

...Time, It Has Passed...

2006-09-21T22:11:00.000-07:00

One year. A full year of blogging, and this is only my 51st post. Tis sad, is it not?

I am quite ashamed of myself. However, I do feel, and I hope you will concur that it has been a fun time :) I will try to do better over the next year. Hold me to it, gentle readers, and I will thank you :) I have, as you may have noticed, given my blog an entirely new look....though I'll probly change it again soon.

well, I suppose that is that, as they say. I hope you all have fun visiting here, cause I know I have fun when you visit here :)

Good Day...

PS I was going to write a poem...but nothing happened. so I wrote this instead :)

...We Want Folk Singers Here...

2006-09-21T07:51:00.000-07:00

btw, this is post number 50 :)

Good Day...

...He Just Wins More Stuff...

2006-09-13T20:46:00.000-07:00

A story someone told made me write this.....don't take it as autobiographical :)

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now i've wondered long and wondered hard
what to do when i've played my last card
when my life is crushed and
laying in shards

how i wish I could see the light
and the rain falls down tonight

now I wanted fame and wanted wealth
wanted to be good and keep my health
but now i see as
I look at myself

nothing i've done turned out right
as the rain falls down tonight

I wanted happiness, I wanted Love
all the things I can't get enough of
took up the challenge
threw down the glove

but water obscures my sight
as the rain falls down tonight

I want to live, and want to die
want to be happy as my life goes by
but i realize as
I look in my eyes

it's over, I lost the fight
the rain washed me out tonight

Good Day...

...Write Me A Song...

2006-09-04T00:12:00.000-07:00

Written in about ten minutes, complete with tune :)

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after the light, the darkness comes
but dusk lies in between them
sure there's black and white, it's true
but gray also lives...have you seen him?

between the blaze of summer
and the freezing wintertime
the lovely months they call the fall
the breeze and sunshine find their balance,
live in perfect rhyme

all summer wallows in the heat
the days are long as Christmas
but finally the oven breaks
and air no longer burns us

between the blaze of summer
and the freezing wintertime
the lovely months they call the fall
the breeze and sunshine find their balance,
live in perfect rhyme

it's you i want to see, girl
and nothing will change my mind
it's hard to picture you at all
until my feelings find their balance
I'll think of you all the time

between the blaze of summer
and the freezing wintertime
the lovely months they call the fall
the breeze and sunshine find their balance,
live in perfect rhyme

Good Day...

...I Can't Go To Paradise No More...

2006-08-29T10:54:00.000-07:00

but paradise really doesn't seem that far away :) today, Bob Dylan released a new album. it is beyond excellent.

Frabjous Day! Callooh! Callay! (in case you can't tell, I'm chortling in my joy :)

Good Day...

...Sing Us A Song...

2006-08-24T14:43:00.000-07:00

borrowing an idea from the MullMaiden, I decided to put together this soundtrack thing...this was not random, if you were wondering. You will notice, I am sure, that there are no Dylan songs, no Sister Hazel, no Collective Soul....well, that's because I'm going to do it again later with those artists. but for now...

Opening Credits: "These Days" ~ Rascal Flatts

"Go to Bed, Dream of you.
that's what I'm doing these days"

Average Day: "Ordinary Day" ~ Great Big Sea

"it's just an ordinary day,
and it's all your state of mind..."

Love Scene: "Cruisin" ~ Smokey Robinson

"music is played for love
cruisin' is made for love..."

Breaking Up: "Stationary Stationary" ~ Anberlin

"does he treat you like you want?
does he ask to take your hand?"

Long Night Alone: "Here Without You" ~ 3 Doors Down

"I'm here without you, baby.
but you're still with me in my dreams..."

Getting Back Together: "A Day Late" ~ Anberlin

"what made you hesitate to tell me
with words what you really feel?"

Life’s Okay: "Sweet Southern Comfort" ~ Buddy Jewell

"With rusty cars and weeping willows
Keepin watch out in the yard.
Just a snapshot of downhome Dixie,
Could be anywhere you are..."

Driving: "The Open Road" ~ the Gibson Brothers

"there's a hundred-million miles of blacktop
Humming out the sweetest sound"

Learning a Lesson: "Last Train Home" ~ Lostprophets

"but there's still tomorrow, forget the sorrow
and I can be on the last train home"

Happy Dance: "Beautiful Day" ~ U2

"after the flood all the colors came out,
and it was a beautiful day"

Regretting: "The Overgrown Waltz" ~ Bela Fleck

this is an instrumental, but it's as sad as anything out there
to me, it speaks of things long gone

Death Scene: "Some Day" ~ Blue Highway

"and when my body is in the grave,
don't think that I'll be there.
I won't be dead, but living
in the place Jesus went to prepare"

Closing Credits: "Don't Let Me Come Home A Stranger" ~ Robin and Linda Williams

"Will there come a time when the memories fade
And pass on with the long, long years?
When the ties no longer bind?
Lord save me from this darkest fear.
Don't Let Me Come Home A Stranger,
I couldn't stand to be a stranger."

Good Day...

...She Already Is An Old Maid...

2006-08-22T08:44:00.000-07:00

sing hey for my big Sissy Ellen...she became 22 yesterday :)

Good Day...

...Unpublished Rhyme...

2006-08-15T10:04:00.000-07:00

I love this song:

Near a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling
Michael they have taken you away
For you stole trevelyens corn so the young might see the morn
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay

Low lie the fields of athenry where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing
Its so lonely round the fields of athenry

By a lonely prison wall I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters Molly when you're free
Against the famine and the crown I rebelled they cut me down
Now you must raise our child with dignity

Low lie the fields of athenry where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing
Its so lonely round the fields of athenry

By a lonely harbour wall she watched the last star falling
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray for her love in barney bay
It's so lonely round the fields of athenry

Low lie the fields of athenry where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing
Its so lonely round the fields of athenry

Good Day...

...Scruffy Looking...

2006-08-02T09:20:00.000-07:00

I almost wish I had long hair again...don't you?

Good Day...

2006-08-01T15:40:00.000-07:00

...When the Yankees Seen Him Coming...

2006-07-30T17:02:00.000-07:00

He makes an excellent Southerner, wouldn't you say? Maybe that's because he is one :)

Good Day...

...This Guitar Was Given Me...

2006-07-25T21:01:00.000-07:00

This is what happens when a musician spends all his time in one room

My Gear

My Crash Pad....when you finish recording at four, do you really want to go to sleep upstairs?
(course, I don't sleep anywhere else anyway :)

and yet more instruments. Nothing is ever enough, you know?

Ten Points if anyone can guess what the thin white sticker says :)

Good Day...

2006-07-14T16:20:00.000-07:00

...Walking In Dreams...

2006-07-13T11:38:00.000-07:00

written after a strange and wierd dream

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here we are, few of us left standing
a tiny group, fighting all alone
no one would even think of begging
we know that no mercy will be shown

our houses all in view
not a stone's throw from the battle lines
we all know our time is done
clouds have come, the sun no longer shines

see our loved ones, watching from afar
crying as they see us overcome
but we can't stay any longer
we are finished, our long day is done

the last one falls,
the black tide comes rolling, rolling over

Good Day...

...Did You Know...

2006-07-12T14:17:00.000-07:00

That Eric is really a folkie, and that I'm really a terrorist?

Good Day...

2006-07-12T10:22:00.000-07:00

2006-07-07T23:57:00.000-07:00

2006-07-07T23:53:00.000-07:00

...Here's to You!...

2006-07-07T20:05:00.000-07:00

this is an ode to....well, those to whom it is an ode will know it :)

shadows running twisting back and turning 'round
fading in and out beneath the darkness of the trees
just like lightning, across the hill
fast as you can, hope that no one sees

"where's the night watch gone?" you ask
maybe they're staring at a laptop screen
that's no problem, fine with us
it just helps us keep from being seen

watermelons, poppers on the door
a name on the parking lot
snapdragons on the floor
shaving cream on fence-boards,
yucca plants turned into swords
don't ever put teenagers together
when they're tired and bored

"what can we do tonight?" someone says
"wire the freezer and the kitchen doors"
"if we hit them too hard
they won't let us come back anymore"

watermelons, poppers on the door
a name on the parking lot
snapdragons on the floor
soap bars from the bathroom
underneath a full moon
that's what always happens
with devious minds in bloom

grab your camo,
watch out for the spotlight
run fast as you can,
please don't get in a fight
ru on, run on...till the morning light

watermelons, poppers on the door
a name on the parking lot
snapdragons on the floor
shaving cream on fence-boards,
yucca plants turned into swords
don't ever put teenagers together
when they're tired and bored

Good Day...

PS this is a punk-style song...so it was necessary to make some of the rhyme and meter bad :)

...In The Summertime...

2006-06-17T16:40:00.000-07:00

Harmony Hill is over...and I've got the blues.

Good Day...

...I Have A Line, Though It's Subject To Change...

2006-06-06T22:40:00.000-07:00

actually, the line I was about to hand you will never change.

"One more cup of coffee for the road, One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below."

the reason behind the rhyme: coffee is definitely the greatest drink ever. (yes, Kris, even better than Dr. Pepper. It's even better than Orange Juice, though OJ has certain significance to me that coffee doesn't share.) so whether I'm headed the the Valley Below or the Hill,(you know which I mean ;) it's always "one more cup of Coffee..."

Coffee Rules. Black Coffee Rules.

Good Day...

...Who Am I?...

2006-05-30T18:11:00.000-07:00

You Are Wolverine

Small but fierce, you're a great fighter.
Watch out! You are often you're own greatest enemy.

Powers: Adamantium claws, keen senses, the ability to heal quickly

Which of the X-Men Are You?

...He's a Werewolf...

2006-05-28T23:09:00.000-07:00

...Salute Him When His Birthday Comes...

2006-05-24T12:54:00.000-07:00

Ladies and Gentlemen, 65 years ago today one Robert Allen Zimmerman was born.

...Tell Me Why...

2006-05-22T08:03:00.000-07:00

I've had such a long gap....well, the fact is that I just love seeing myself when I come to my blog. or not :) So even though I really have nothing to say at this time, I will post. I will post a song. I will post a song written by Bob Dylan (who we all know is the greatest songwriter in history).

Go ahead and talk about him
because he makes you doubt,
Because he has denied himself
the things that you can't live without.
Laugh at him behind his back
just like the others do,
Remind him of what he used to be
when he comes walkin' through.

He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone

Stop your conversation
when he passes on the street,
Hope he falls upon himself,
oh, won't that be sweet
Because he can't be exploited
by superstition anymore
Because he can't be bribed or bought
by the things that you adore.

He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone

When the whip that's keeping you in line
doesn't make him jump,
Say he's hard-of-hearin',
say that he's a chump.
Say he's out of step with reality
as you try to test his nerve
Because he doesn't pay no tribute
to the king that you serve.

He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone

Say that he's a loser
'cause he got no common sense
Because he don't increase his worth
at someone else's expense.
Because he's not afraid of trying,
'cause he don't look at you and smile,
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales,
say he's got no style.

He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone

You can laugh at salvation,
you can play Olympic games,
You think that when you rest at last
you'll go back from where you came.
But you've picked up quite a story
and you've changed since the womb.
What happened to the real you,
you've been captured but by whom?

He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone

Good Day...

...Look Ugly In A Photograph...

2006-04-18T21:19:00.000-07:00

sooo...this is my new look. I decided to go for the Rascal Flatts look...how well do I pull it off?

in all seriousness, I was considering giving this post the title "Every Girl is Crazy 'Bout a Sharp Dressed Man"...but after much thought, I decided that would be just a tad bigheaded of me :)

Sorry about the shoes, Eric :)

Good Day...

...The Hour Is Late...

2006-04-05T21:23:00.000-07:00

well, last night Ellen and I had the greatest time. we went down to the old Gypsy Tea Room in Deep Ellum to see Derek Webb and Sandra McCracken, little knowing what we were getting into :)

no seats. no seats at all. not that they were taken, there weren't any at all. but we got a good standing spot :) the other interesting thing was the band who opened for them...a brother/sister act called Judd & Maggie. I would definitely suggest listening to their music...their harmony is excellent. I was so impressed that I decided to buy their cd at the end of their first song.

so anyway, the Derek Webb part of the show was excellent as well :) he played requests for about 45 minutes, took a short break, and then played through all of Mockingbird with Sandra on the piano. boy oh boy, it was a great evening.

Good Day...

...But I Know I Can't Lose You...

2006-03-13T21:29:00.000-08:00

Apologies to all my friends who wanted to hear how the concert went...I need to upload some pictures before I can post about it, and I just haven't had time.
No, the real point of this post is to say something about my dear sister's wedding. first off, I didn't cry at all. let's get that out of the way, so I can be sure that no one will ask. second, next time I'm in a wedding, I want a shirt that fits. and a tie that doesn't choke me :)

third, I wrote this song late last night, partly inspired by the wedding in general, and partly by dear Miss Ashley Harris. I am not, however, going to say what she inspired, and you can just handle that :) so without further ado....

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all the people, back and forth
from job to job working like there's no tomorrow
all my friends they're here but not for me
the ones I've known forever,
and the ones I haven't seen in many years
almost bring me to tears

and I don't want it to end,
but can't you see?
chapter's over, page has turned
can't bring it back, the paper's been burned
oh, can't you see?
it's been turned off,
like the lights in the potted tree

see a man standing there
by my sister, and smiling fit to burst
who is he, what's he wanting there?
does he really love her?
will he keep her safe his whole life through?
there's nothing I can do

and I don't want it to end,
but can't you see?
chapter's over, page has turned
can't bring it back, the paper's been burned
oh, can't you see?
it's been turned off,
like the lights in the potted tree

what does he say? says "i do"
"yes I'll love you", "I'll be true"
remember well the vows you made today
and remember who to go to if you fall along the way

and I don't want it to end,
but can't you see?
chapter's over, page has turned
can't bring it back, the paper's been burned
oh, can't you see?
it's been turned off,
like the lights in the potted tree

Good Day...

PS~Sorry I Reused An Old Title :)

...Are You Happy Now?...

2006-03-02T06:58:00.000-08:00

I am. :)
but I'm not just happy...I'm in raptures. tomorrow night, I finally get to see Blue Highway in concert! oh, none of you can possibly tell how much I have longed for this. this band is, in my opinion, just about as good as Bluegrass can get. (excepting, of course, Ralph Stanley and the Late Great Bill Monroe)

oh, it will be great :)

Good Day...

...Come And See!...

2006-02-20T09:00:00.000-08:00

if you'll gallop on over to PizzaMan's blog ( www.wylietex.blogspot.com ), you'll find that he has posted a song sung by me. now, it's not all that great, but that's just how it is when you record at two in the morning :)

Good Day...

...Away From The Sun...

2006-02-12T22:34:00.000-08:00

...Forgotten Lore...

2006-02-08T18:50:00.000-08:00

I went walkin along the road
thought I had a heavy load
till I saw a man all wrapped in fabric
and all he said was "I Dig A Sandwich"
whatever that's supposed to mean

I forgot to write this verse earlier :)

Good Day...

...He Said It Was A Bad Dream...

2006-02-05T20:32:00.000-08:00

last night I had a crazy dream
had a nutty irishman without whipped cream
I didn't know what to say about that
but whipping cream does make you fat
guess I don't need it

driving down the road feeling good
a big square box fell on my hood
some kid says "it's a washer, man"
you can wash your clothes, yes you can
i said "Man! that's a dryer!"

got out of my car it was pouring rain
my little coat can't abide the strain
I found an elephant with a big huge grin
stood underneath it was dry under him
least till he walked away.

now it was pouring on me again
I was wishing I was real thin
so I could stand under a telephone wire
then the rain would drip right on by
my brother could do that

somehow I fell through the concrete walk
fell into a room where men did talk
apparently they were real bad guys,
though i'm not sure I could tell you why
oh, they wanted to kill me, that's why

I said "Hey! what you want to kill me for?
just cause i did't use the door?"
one said "No you idiot
you just fell in and broke the boss's foot
so we gotta kill you"

I said "hey boss man, what's the matter with you?
I didn't mean to fall on you"
he said "listen up you little man
I can squash you with just one hand"
I said "maybe you should try it"

well he did try, I'll tell you true
nothing he didn't try to do
but i got away and ran like heck
till I tripped on the sidewalk and broke my neck
and that was the end of my dream

now I'm still alive, as you can see
but maybe i shouldn't ought to be
I'll jump off a cliff if you want me to
see if I can make that dream come true
scary thought
for me, anyway

Good Day...

...A Pawn In Their Game...

2006-02-01T07:45:00.000-08:00

by "their" of course I mean Pizza and Ludwig, who have forced my hand on this matter.

Ladies and Gentlemen (but mostly Gentlemen), I give you Ingrid Bergman

Good Day...

...COME DOWN!.....

2006-01-18T08:41:00.000-08:00

to our new spot, where four siblings say random things:
http://e-systems.blogspot.com/
five points if you can guess what song the title of this post comes from :)

Good Day...

...Come And I Will Sing You...

2006-01-16T07:43:00.000-08:00

I've stumbled, been humbled, been left by the wayside
I've gambled and scrambled to find me a way
I've been smuggled, I've struggled to keep from falling
I've been taken, beaten and sent away

and I want you to understand
that I don't know if I will
"be here till the end"
but if you'll let me, if I can,
if nothing else, I'll be your friend

I've grumbled and crumbled the walls that surround me
I've been bought, and I've fought with a price on my head
in the riot and quiet of life, i have noticed
a man without friends might as well be dead

and I want you to understand
that I don't know if I will
"be here till the end"
but if you'll let me, if I can,
if nothing else, I'll be your friend

what is a man who is alone in the world
gonna do when the bullets come flying
the man with a purpose-his bullets fly back
but the other, he is dying

Good Day...

...Cause He's Got Hair...

2006-01-12T08:30:00.000-08:00

so my Grandmother found this picture, and i just had to post it :)

Good Day...

...But I Know I Can't Lose You...

2005-12-12T22:20:00.000-08:00

It is with great pleasure and sadness......

That I announce the Engagement of my little big sister Emma :)

...Seven That Never Got To Heaven...

2005-12-09T09:10:00.000-08:00

1) To Do Before I Die:

-Go to Scotland (oh yeah)
-Play a sold out arena concert
-Meet Bono
-Meet Bob Dylan
-defend a girl from street thugs
-Get a Rickenbacker
-Get Married

2) I Cannot Do:

-Run a four minute mile
-play halo to save my life :)
-be careful
-eat snails
-walk on hot coals
-legally smoke
-drink Vodka :)

3) things that attracted me to my spouse: (even though I've got none)

-Curly hair. totally. there is nothing I love so much as curly hair :)
-intelligent, and at least somewhat well educated
-not perfect, of course
-is not uptight about music :)
-likes kids
-loves classics (Iliad, Monte Cristo...)
-doesn't mind me playing guitar loud

4) things I say most often:

-hold on...
-seriously
-buisness (don't ask :)
-beans (see above)
-holy cow
-oh my gracious
-blast!

5) seven books I love:

-the Bible
-The Count of Monte Cristo
-The Lord of the Rings
-the Chronicles of Narnia
-the Scottish Chiefs
-the Complete Works of Shakespeare
-David Copperfield

6) Movies I could watch over and over:

-Henry V
-Chariots of Fire
-You've got Mail
-Sense and Sensibility
-The Village
-Luther
-Bringing up Baby

7) People I'm tagging :)

-Seth G
-Queen Shenaynay
-IthilienPrincess
-Kbasketball
-Justin L
-Reaganizer
-PizzaPizzaMan

Good Day...

...A Song That I Can Sing In My Own Company...

2005-12-07T20:18:00.000-08:00

so now you've lost the game
gave it all, it was the price of fame
you own everything but you can't see the light
blinded, surrounded by darkness so bright
fought your way through the pit of hell
for the chance to be loved so well
well, it doesn't happen that way, as you know.
yet still you'd trade all for the one chance to go
you glory in all the toys you've made,
but you know they've already begun to fade
but you think if you're strong, if you stay
your troubles can run away

you believe in living outside of time,
some people would think it's a crime
you know I know better, you know it's the same
but still you think nothing can sully your name
how do you think you will do without grace?
buy a ticket to heaven with your pretty face?
no, there is nowhere, nowhere to run
nowhere to hide from the bright glowing sun
and if you try, as I know you will do
nothing but death will be waiting for you
you know what I'm thinking, you know what I say
you can't hide from troubles, you can't run away

..A Poor Wayfaring Stranger...

2005-11-18T15:14:00.000-08:00

some poems make good songs. and likewise, some songs are good poems. but in neither case is it certain. this that I shall post below does, I think, fit into both categories. without further ado, then, here is U2's "The Wanderer". (for some reason this vaguely calls to mind Ecclesiastes. could anyone say why it might?)

I went out walking through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones
Saw the skin and bones of a city without a soul
I went out walking under an atomic sky
Where the ground won't turn and the rain
It burns like the tears when I said goodbye

Yeah I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering

I went drifting through the capitals of tin
Where men can't walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens like to sit
They say they want the kingdom
But they don't want God in it
I went out riding down that old eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name

I went with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you

I went out there in search of experience
To taste and to touch
and to feel as much
as a man can before he repents

I went out searching, looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand
I went out walking with a bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one
Now Jesus, don't you wait up
Jesus I'll be home soon
Yeah, I went out for the papers
Told her I'd be back by noon

Yeah, I left with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Went looking for you

Yeah, I left with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering

Good Day...

"...I Wrote You A Song..."

2005-11-15T21:18:00.000-08:00

I went for a walk last night
I took a picture of the moon
I thought of you, living outside my world
and I want to see you soon

I walked outside last night
and I stared up at the moon
like one of many grains of sand
I'm alone in the middle of a room

I thought of you in your crowd of friends
surrounded by love and happiness
then I looked at me in my lonely world
and I wonder how I got in such a mess

now I am outside tonight
standing under the moon
still thinking of you, i'm standing in my lonely world
bathed in the darkness bright as noon

I hear the peal of the electronic bells
I'm empty, but you say that life goes on
whoever he is, I hope he'll treat you well
now at least I know that you are gone

I went for a walk last night
I took a picture of the moon

Good Day...

...Games of Make-Believe...

2005-11-15T07:14:00.000-08:00

Evan needs...you know the game :)

Evan Needs Your Help!

Evan needs a home health aide in the morning and the evening

Evan needs an aide on-call during the day

Evan needs intensive speech and language therapy

Evan needs to work on his wardrobe

Evan needs to let go a little more

Evan needs to keep the hat on

Evan needs to know that no one has left him

Evan Needs To Be Whacked Over The Head With A 1999 Edition Of Who's Who.

Evan needs to redefine terrorism

I love the wardrobe one :)

Good Day...

I Never Meant To Be So Bad To You

2005-11-08T20:54:00.000-08:00

sorry sorry for my long absence. i have been very busy of late, but that is basically over from now till thanksgiving time. lovely :)

I have (once again) been thinking about music. I love the music of today. but almost equally I love the old songs. everything from "learning to fly" to "yours is no disgrace", "heat of the moment", "carry on wayward son", "don't stop believing"...the list goes on :) all of these songs are what made the music of today what it is. would Steve Earle have become what he is without Tom Petty? but it goes even farther back than that. my main focus here is on Bob Dylan, the man who almost single handedly revolutionized popular music. not Dylan alone, but the folk music community of the early sixties. what did they originate, you ask? Woody Guthrie was really the guy who started it all. by all I mean the idea that you could write your own songs, instead of taking them from a song factory...as many mainstream artists do, especially in country and pop music. the idea that you could make it with only a guitar and harmonica, when everyone else had their full bands. understand, he didn't invent these principles, but he was the one who brought them into the mainstream.

so, you say, he started people songwriting. so what? well, this had a great influence on the greatest popular songwriter of all time, Bob Dylan. once again, so what? what did Dylan do that was so incredible? have you ever loved the music of Crosby Stills and Nash? of Tom Petty, or the more modern people like Wilco and Ryan Adams? their style only exists because of Bob Dylan. let me explain. in California in 1964 there were three young men who went to see a movie called "a hard day's night", starring the Beatles. these three were Roger McGuinn, Gene Clark and David Crosby. they were getting ready to start a band. seeing that movie made them fall in love with the Rickenbacker sound that would later become their signature when they became the Byrds. so as you can see, half of their inspiration was from the Beatles. where did they get the rest of it? why, from Dylan, of course. if you'll look at their history, Many of their biggest hits were Dylan songs, such as "mr tambourine man" and "my back pages". these folk musicians, who came to gether with the Beatles and Dylan as their north star, were the band who invented country rock.

so that was a brief history of why Dylan is so cool...thanks for reading if you read it all :)
oh BTW, Bob Dylan also had a big influence on the greatest rock band of all time, U2.
so think about that, Will

Good Day...

It's Just What I Do...

2005-10-21T21:26:00.000-07:00

Go To Bed, Dream of You...

2005-10-11T20:00:00.000-07:00

so here I am sitting here thinking about March of 2002, when I was younger, so much younger than today. What brings this to mind at this moment is the music coming from my computer speakers. Country music, bombarding me with memories, things that I will never forget. spending that long cold night, huddled next to a small heater, wishing morning would come sooner. It brings to mind that picture, the one of all the people standing in the Harmony Hill kitchen, even indoors we were bundled up in coats, scarves...the very messy s'mores, the drinks which we were only to consume "in Moderation"...all of it paint itself within my mind, and I can't turn it off.

but I don't think I would if I could. These I just mentioned are some of my best memories...the things I most love to remember. Sometimes I wish I could go back and live through them again. Not to change anything, but just so I could remember more clearly.

I'm going for the photo album...it's been nice spilling to you :)

Good Day...

Don't They Know Tomorrow Never Comes?

2005-10-05T14:45:00.000-07:00

I sincerely hope that the above observation from one of my favorite singers will prove untrue, as tomorrow promises to be wonderful. I am referring, of course, to the forecast. Tomorrow the high is 63 degrees!

But why do I post again on the subject of my last entry? Because it is my favorite topic other than guitars. I love cold weather...but I've said all that I can say about it.

I have just recently finished reading (for the bazillionth time) The Scottish Chiefs. Without a doubt one of the greatest books of all time. it is the story (if you haven't guessed yet) of William Wallace and Robert the Bruce, and the war for the independence of Scotland. Certainly one of my favorite periods in history, not only because of the Honor and Heroism of these men, which was considerable. Even more important to me is the family tradition that we are descended from the royal house of Bruce. Now, as much as I would like to continue rhapsodizing on the merits of this great book, I must bid you farewell.

Good Day...

When I'm Cold and Alone...

2005-09-29T07:22:00.000-07:00

okay, maybe Cold isn't the most accurate description...but to go from 104 yesterday to 60 and a breeze today is pretty nifty, I'd say. the windows are open and a breeze to chill you to the bone is coming in through the window...soon I'm going to sit down with some hot coffee and a book...most likely the Scottish Chiefs.

But the best thing about this lovely weather is that it is the herald of Fall. Fall, as we all know, is an excellent time of year...not to mention that It is the herald of an even greater season than itself.

oh, I don't think there is anything I don't like about Fall (okay, so I don't like school. that doesn't count). the way cool fashions, the respite from the cruel Texas Summer, Thanksgiving, my birthday, campouts that are bearable, time to sit around in jeans and a turtleneck, playing Peter, Paul and Mary songs. :) Fall is also the best time to listen to Nickel Creek...I'm not sure why.

I'm going to go enjoy this perfect weather... Bob Dylan sounds to me like perfect music for this occasion.

Good Day...

It Brings Me Down...

2005-09-25T19:40:00.000-07:00

I can't stand being tired. Know what I'm talking about? The kind of tired that makes you fall asleep trying to listen to a conversation, or the second you sit down in a comfortable chair. oh I hate it. The worst thing, though, is that I have had it bad for the whole week. so this week has been somewhat annoying. I am very much a nighttime person, and this tiredness greatly impairs my nightly operations, such as playing my guitar. "I'm not crazy, I'm just a little Unwell"...

Due to the aforementioned Rita, we were without power from yesterday early afternoon till midmorning today...quite an ordeal, especially sleeping with no AC. I slept outside so as to catch what wind I could, but I caught more bugs than wind. If there is one form of wildlife I can't stand, it's bugs. Snakes I can handle, though there's no love lost between them and me...but bugs are nasty. Spiders worst of all...all that said, I am not mortally afraid of them, but I'd rather be far from them if possible.

On quite another topic, I tried listening to Ryan Cabrera at the instigation of some of my friends. His music has two great problems for me.

#1, it's all pop styled and bouncy and has no guts. in my humble opinion, he lacks feeling. his singing style is as though he had a voice teacher who taught him basics and never how to branch out. that's the way I see it, anyway.
#2 is this: I can't stand obviously affected accents! listen to On Your Way Down and tell me he isn't faking that accent! Oh well, hope I didn't make you mad, Seth :)

Good Day...

Rita

2005-09-23T11:49:00.000-07:00

here we sit and wait for news, as another huge hurricane is about to strike the southern coast of America, this time centered almost exactly on the Louisiana/Texas border. pray for the people in Beaumont, in Houston, and all along the gulf coast, as many of them will likely lose their homes and possesions. personally I'm hoping that it misses New Orleans entirely, because if it doesn't, I'm not sure the city can stand it.

in fact, from what I saw there, I'm pretty sure it wouldn't. the place was a total mess. it's sad to see a place that was a home for so many people now standing so empty. yes, there were workers, but normal life did not exist. it's quite sobering to see. and that could happen to any of us. I was reminded while down there of the song "God Bless the USA", which starts out with "if tomorrow all the things were gone I'd worked for all my life, and I had to start again with just my children and my wife". I wonder how the people who really have lost everything feel about something like that. I think for me it would probly hit too close to home...

it hasn't happened to me yet. but it may, at any time. pray for the people in south Texas and Louisiana.

Good Day...

Good Day

2005-09-22T21:39:00.000-07:00

well, this is the official first post on my new blog. it's not going to be way cool like some people's, but on the other hand it may be a nice place. you decide if you like it :)

good day...