Apr 29, 2019
Apr 27, 2019
If I told you how much I spent on...
a little bottle of CBD oil ... you would die laughing. 😂 everyone around me is raving about the stuff, so of course I had to give it a go - thought it might help the pain in my legs.
Apr 26, 2019
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 1, 2019
Mar 21, 2019
Eight years of sobriety, today.
Not really counting but I like to mark the year because I am so forgetful anymore. . I had to think about it for a minute, today.. is it 7 years or is it 8? 😂
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 13, 2019
(Can I use this chair?) Alice In Chains - Angry Chair
I can't come up with anything unique so I'll just do the old "bounce off" technique. Just like in days of yore.
😊
Lyrics:
Sitting on an angry chair
Angry walls that steal the air
Stomach hurts and I don't care
What do I see across the way, hey
See myself molded in clay, oh
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid, hey
Changing the shape of his face, ah yeah
Candles red I have a pair
Shadows dancing everywhere
Burning on the angry chair
Little boy made a mistake, hey
Pink cloud has now turned to gray, oh
All that I want is to play, hey
Get on your knees, time to pray, oh
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/a/alice+in... ]
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind, I-I-I
Corporate prison, we stay, hey
I'm a dull boy, work all day, oh
So I'm strung out anyway, hey
Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away
Saw my reflection and cried, hey
So little hope that I died, oh
Feed me your lies, open wide, hey
Weight of my heart, not the size, oh
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind, I-I-I
Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray, boy
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 5, 2018
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 8, 2018
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 1, 2018
Jul 31, 2018
The rejected found poems
"Admissions for Submission"
A. He was a middle-class conversationalist. Carried a black umbrella. I was as twisted as a poppy. Thorns and potpourri. It was so 90's.
B. Something about greatness, something about hue. A vehicle for dreamers. In the poems he never stopped smoking and always stole the roses.
C. Never could arrange the perfect trifecta. Twine left in the paws of a cat. Now he has two dogs.
.....
"A Tie"
Black with aqua swirls. Straightened in the back seat
before stepping onto the curb, at the marble steps of St. Lucy's.
A Variation - "After"
We tied off with your funeral tie. First you, then I.
I always needed help.
Tell me again, what the wind does to your kind.
........
"I Remember You Workshopping, CLEARING THE TABLE WITH ANGEL FEATHERS"
@ the gazebo. You told me that some angels do smoke. You talked about angels, a lot.
It was snowing. Listen, 64% of this country believe in them, according to a recent article in Newsweek. And, you had seen a few on the 3rd floor of that hospital. . Remember Nina and how she melted crayons on the steam radiators. Her sleeves were always rolled up. Sometimes she was a blonde.
"In Heavy Rotation"
1. Raising the Titanic BY not the hand of God
2. There is a Trace of You BY pulling me toward what little remains
A. He was a middle-class conversationalist. Carried a black umbrella. I was as twisted as a poppy. Thorns and potpourri. It was so 90's.
B. Something about greatness, something about hue. A vehicle for dreamers. In the poems he never stopped smoking and always stole the roses.
C. Never could arrange the perfect trifecta. Twine left in the paws of a cat. Now he has two dogs.
.....
"A Tie"
Black with aqua swirls. Straightened in the back seat
before stepping onto the curb, at the marble steps of St. Lucy's.
A Variation - "After"
We tied off with your funeral tie. First you, then I.
I always needed help.
Tell me again, what the wind does to your kind.
........
"I Remember You Workshopping, CLEARING THE TABLE WITH ANGEL FEATHERS"
@ the gazebo. You told me that some angels do smoke. You talked about angels, a lot.
It was snowing. Listen, 64% of this country believe in them, according to a recent article in Newsweek. And, you had seen a few on the 3rd floor of that hospital. . Remember Nina and how she melted crayons on the steam radiators. Her sleeves were always rolled up. Sometimes she was a blonde.
"In Heavy Rotation"
1. Raising the Titanic BY not the hand of God
2. There is a Trace of You BY pulling me toward what little remains
Apr 30, 2018
Re: 34 minutes and 9 secs
Remember being on Yuku, drunk
Begging you to join me on those other
Weird
Boards. I don't even remember their names. .
Poetic Constellations and mama's front porch
Or something like that. .
I'd get pretty excited when you'd occasionally show up.
Today I found an official Pink Floyd channel on youtube, never thought I'd see the day! It's there to sell tickets of course, but still!
Begging you to join me on those other
Weird
Boards. I don't even remember their names. .
Poetic Constellations and mama's front porch
Or something like that. .
I'd get pretty excited when you'd occasionally show up.
Today I found an official Pink Floyd channel on youtube, never thought I'd see the day! It's there to sell tickets of course, but still!
Feb 10, 2018
Jan 17, 2018
Dec 10, 2017
Oct 31, 2017
Sep 25, 2017
Aug 27, 2017
Aug 14, 2017
Aug 8, 2017
Eric Clapton - Promises and a couple of other things..
so the first thing is that I am in mourning. Salty dreams is no more. Some other company took over and I can't find my way around or through all the new gates. I guess I thought it would just always be as it was. I wonder will the same thing happen to this blog? My laptop is very sick it can't even run Windows so I am on the big kindle and I hate this keyboard on the screen. I have to call Dell and ask for a recovery DVD because I can't find mine. Ripped this apartment apart. Not once but twice. So you know lately I get into something and have to have all versions of the same song or I'll eat the same thing all day or wear the same thing every time I have a day off.. anyway today is Eric Clapton day lol. I hope this blog doesn't disappear. It really is a journal.
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