Friday, December 29, 2006

All Will Be Well

The new day dawns,
And I am practicing my purpose once again.
It is fresh and it is fruitful if I win but if I lose,
I don’t know.
I will be tired but I will turn and I will go,
Only guessing til I get there then I’ll know,
I will know.


All the children walking home past the factories
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true,
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.


The winter’s cold,
But the snow still lightly settles on the trees.
And a mess is still a moment I can seize until I know,
That all will be well.
Even though sometimes this is hard to tell,
And the fight is just as frustrating as hell
All will be well.


All the children walking home past the factories,
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.


Keep it up and don’t give up
And chase your dreams and you will find
All in time.


All the children walking home past the factories
Could see the light that’s shining in my window as I write this song to you.
All the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel the love that radiates
Illuminating what I know is true,
All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.


All will be well.
Even after all the promises you’ve broken to yourself,
All will be well.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.
You can ask me how but only time will tell.


-- The Gabe Dixon Band

The Cruise of My Dreams

I saw a commercial for this and just about died...

www.mcgrawcruise.com

Who will go with me??

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Centralia, IL -- It makes me proud

So I'm in Centralia. Nothing about this town has changed in 23 years. It's still small, scummy, and full of not-smart people.


I went to a Mexican restaurant today (I know...what?!?) with my dad and Shelley. Our waiter was a sweet, little hispanic boy and he spoke very little english. My dad asked for milk to drink (weird) and the waiter stood there with a blank look in his eyes and a huge smile on his face. My dad thought that the waiter must not have understood, so he thought it would be a good idea to make cow-milking hand motions. He also felt the need to specify that he wanted milk from a cow...not goat milk (I milked a goat one time, it was fun). The waiter then began asking my dad one-word questions about his thousands of tattoos. He actually lifted up my dad's shirt to try to see them all! He looked and pointed at me and said, "you?" I quickly said "no, no tattoos." Then he turned to my dad's wife--all of her tattoos are in hidden places and she has enough sense not to reveal them, thank the Lord! The waiter asked my dad if he thought he could get a tattoo. Of course he asked this by pointing to his arm and saying, "Me? Tattoo?"


A few minutes later the waiter was over at the table across from us. It was a family who had obviously just come from church...I didn't know people went to church around here. Anyway, this horrible 17 year old boy asked the waiter, "Do you speak Spanish?" WHAT!?!?! What an idiot! I was sick to my stomach at this kid. He then started asking the waiter, "How do you say cheese?" "How do you say run?" "How do you say (feel free to fill in the blank here, I think the kid asked about every word in the dictionary)"


As miserable and awkward as our experience was with him, I would much rather him have come back and hung out with us than go through that. My dad has plenty of more tattoos he could have shown him.

Friday, December 22, 2006

Music Lust


So I bought this book for a friend of mine for Christmas. But I want to keep it for myself...I think its pretty awesome. Nic Harcourt is a DJ out in California. He hosts the show "Morning Becomes Eclectic." I really wish I could listen to his show. I bet it is fantastic. Anyway, he wrote this book which covers all important music. If someone was new to Earth and had never heard music before, they should read this book to find out what they have missed out on.
One of the greatest things about this book is that he actually gives thematic playlists. Some of the playlists he includes are "Great Road Music," "Twenty Essential Albums of the Twenty- First Century (so far)," "Great First Albums," and "Britpop" (one of my personal favorites since this is the list that includes Oasis.) He also lists the most quintessential albums for each decade starting with the fifties. This book is a must-have for all music-lovers. Grab a cup of coffee and enjoy!


Friday, December 15, 2006

The Black Angel


My favorite Christmas gift so far this year.


Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Sophie

So, I think my cat is psycho. And I don't mean in this in the slang, she is just silly, kind of way because I hate when people use that word in slang. I think that Sophie has some serious mental issues. Why do I think this? Let me list the reasons...

* She eats Q-Tips -- pica, oppositional defiant disorder

* She locks herself in closets -- agoraphobia

* She sleeps on my face -- seperation anxiety disorder, oppositional defiant disorder

* She is scared of my cell phone -- telephonobia

* She prefers toilet water over her water bowl (I think this is because she just likes to get her paws wet and then run across my face as I'm laying on the couch) -- conduct disorder

* She likes to play with dangerous hooks -- pain disorder, oppositional defiant disorder

* She will not let me eat until she eats -- narcissistic personality disorder

* She meows continually if I don't get out of bed by 7 -- obsessive compulsive disorder, oppositional defiant disorder

* She steals Christmas ornaments from my tree -- kleptomania, oppositional defiant disorder

Friday, December 1, 2006

Pong

So I may not be great at Duck Hunt but I am excellent at pong :)

http://www.xnet.se/javaTest/jPong/jPong.html


Jackie: 1 million
Computer: 0