Someone reads a book of items to know what to do It's just one book replacing the previous one. Filling the time it's a vacuous task As lost as she ever was - blindly following groping around in the dark - fingers touching A cry for help when nobody is helping you now I suppose the union was not the fix silently watching the events unfold.
Damn this love or whatever it is. It dies hard within me. Fuck.
What is this a cry for help? Hardly. I'll be fine.
But then again - why am I up at 4:00am?
Pink Ninja
Wednesday, July 21 2010 - 22:52 | batmite
That's right!
Graffiti for Android
Wednesday, July 21 2010 - 21:49 | batmite
Scan this with Google Goggles... :)
It's incredibly cool that they released this keyboard plugin for Android... Takes me back, I used to have an original Palm Pilot pro!! :)
Of course I think the Android (Google) voice recognition software is much faster and accurate. It's amazing how far we have come in just 13 years. :)
V8
Tuesday, July 20 2010 - 2:22 | batmite
You know, I tried my damndest to drink some of that V8 that was in the larder when I was back visiting my Mom, but it just didn't happen. I put a huge dent in it a year ago, like 2 every day.
My Mom bought so much of that stuff for my Dad while my he was sick, I don't think she will ever run out.
Maybe make some v8 Bloody Mary's or something, that will make it go faster. :)
Oh well, not a week has gone by and I'm planning my next visit. I miss my Mom something terrible already.
Way too exited here!
Wednesday, July 14 2010 - 2:44 | batmite
Waaaay too excited. :) Where are girls like this in my life?? LOL (AKA ones who play paintball)
Pink Bullets
Tuesday, July 13 2010 - 13:03 | batmite
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls my timid young fingers held a decent animal.
Over the ramparts you tossed the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers tied to a brick sweet as a song the years have been short but the days were long.
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off.
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse you understand less as the pages turn or a movie so crass and awkardly cast that even I could be the star.
I don't look back much as a rule and all this way before murder was cruel but your memory is here and I'd like it to stay warm light on a winters day.
Over the ramparts you tossed the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers tied to a brick sweet as a song the years have seemed short but the days go slowly by two loose kites falling from the sky drawn to the ground and an end to flight.
Butcher
Thursday, July 8 2010 - 2:14 | batmite
Watching the decoys of all description Sparkle of colour creating diversion The liars are out - they have all the assets Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold Fruit tasting bitter and lead in the air Butcher the womb and expect her to bear
Forests are falling there's smoke in my throat Machine over man and the mass over mind Re-assurance from face on my screen Appointment with destiny for those who will run Out of the virus immunity comes Out of the virus immunity comes
Watching the decoys of all description Sparkle of colour creating diversion The liars are out they have all the assets Crawling for oil they were bleeding for gold Fruit tasting bitter and the lead in the air Butcher the womb and expect her to bear
Breaking the Broken
Monday, July 5 2010 - 21:27 | batmite
On a holiday slow motion sets its pace And it makes me pray for Capricorns sweet face Our lives get tangled up in progress Falling short on life's test When all that matters should be me and you
And you say it's not ok Despite our life you cannot stay And you say you're not ok A romance postmarked holiday
Well I can't explain how we made it this far And you should know, only you control my heart Feelings overshadow reason, blocks out everything And all that matters should be me and you
And you say it's not ok Despite our life you cannot stay And you say you're not ok Romance postmarked holiday
I wouldn't trade what I got Not for anything Not for anything
I wouldn't trade what I got Not for anything Not for anything at all
And you say it's not ok Despite our life you cannot stay And you say you're not ok A romance postmarked holiday
On a holiday
Boy I'm on a roll tonite...
La Cerca
Monday, July 5 2010 - 20:49 | batmite
Grew up on a man made line That's left me warm Count your blessings, you're the lucky one The view from this window Is frail and brittle And I've done nothing to change anything These hills in our hometown Disguise the beaten down Can't turn a blind eye anymore
I was raised in a certain way And I think I've let you down So I change my ways and I'll find a brand new path
Let's crash these gates and join this party I want to be welcomed not just tolerated I'm watching my own eyes Looking for truth I started doubting but fell into the pool This resolutions firm and panic sets in In order to grow you must be open to learn
I was raised in a certain way And I think I've let you down So I change my ways and I'll find a brand new path yeah a brand new path I was raised in a certain way And I think I've let you down So I change my ways and I'll find a brand new path
Grew up on a man made line That's left me empty Count your blessings, you're the lucky one
I've seen these scenes Haunt me in my dreams I've just begun to question why How could I forget Imaginary splits Don't have a thing a to do with life (x2)
I was raised in a certain way And I think I've let you down So I change my ways and I'll find a brand new path yeah a brand new path I was raised in a certain way And I think I've let you down So I change my ways and I'll find a brand new path So I change my ways and I'll find a brand new path So I change my ways and I'll find a brand new path a brand new path
Oasis - The Shock of the Lightning (Electric Proms 2008)
Wednesday, June 30 2010 - 20:42 | batmite
I'm over my heart's desire I feel cold, but i'm back in the fire Outta control but i'm tied up tight Come in, come out tonight
Coming up in the early morning I feel love and the shock of the lightning I'll follow into the blinding light Come in, come out, come in, come out tonight
Love is a time machine Up on the silver screen It's all in my mind Love is a litany A magical mystery And all in good time And all in good time And all in good time
I've got my feet on the street but I can't stop flying My head's in the clouds but at least I'm trying I'm outta control but I'm tied up tight Come in, come out tonight
There's a hole in the ground into which I'm falling So God speed to the sound of the pounding I'm all in to the blinding light Come in, come out, come in, come out tonight
Love is a time machine Up on the silver screen It's all in my mind Love is a litany A magical mystery And all in good time And all in good time And all in good time
It's all in my mind Love is a time machine Up on the silver screen And all in good time And all in good time And all in good time
LOL here's a good version, too... :)
Ven Drokiien
Wednesday, June 30 2010 - 1:44 | batmite
Working on this artwork with my college buddy, John Haverkamp, he sends me stuff and I work on it!
Before on left, after on right. :)
The white space at the bottom of the original is space I added to make room for his feet.. LOL.
So I'm sending this back to him and I'll see what happens! :)
New rear speaker mount
Thursday, June 24 2010 - 21:29 | batmite
I was gonna epoxy a plastic plate on the underside of the speaker mount so I could tap some screws there, but that was way too overengineered. Instead I said fuggit and drilled some holes in the barrel and then bent the speaker mounting tabs up!! A quick trip to OSH and got some phillips metric machine screws and some nylock nuts and I was READY. Are you turned on yet? LOL I am.
Anyways, much much cleaner and more compact, not as messy! And easier. And quicker. Sounds way good too. Listened to some FEAT to prove it and started to cry it sounded so good.. :)
/Yay me.
Old speaker - now that's blown!! :/ (A little beatup from me removing it from the bracket as well...)
Had a dream about Catherine last night, it was very touching and sweet... I like my dreams better than my waking moments, that's for sure.
Actually scratch that. Some of my dreams are bad and leave me feeling craptacular all day.
Phantom Limbs
Saturday, June 12 2010 - 18:21 | batmite
Foals in winter coats, White girls of the North, File past one, five and one They are the fabled lambs, Of Sunday ham, The EHS norm.
And they could float above the grass, In circles if they tried, A latent power I know they hide, To keep some hope alive, That a girl like I could ever try, Could ever try.
So we just skirt the hallway sides, A phantom and a fly, Follow the lines and wonder why There's no connection.
And week of rolling eyes, And cheap shots from the trite,
And we're off to Nemarca’s porch again, Another afternoon with the goat head tunes, And pilfered booze.
We wandered through her mama's house, And milk from the window lights Family portrait circa ninety-five, This is that foreign land, With the sprayed on tans, And it all feels fine, Be it silk or slime,
So, when they tap our Monday heads, To zombie-walk in our stead, This town seems hardly worth our time, And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme, Too far along in our climb, Stepping over what now towers to the sky, With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
So, when they tap our Sunday heads, To zombie-walk in our stead, This town seems hardly worth our time, And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme, Too far along in our crime, Stepping over what now towers to the sky, With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo (repeat to fade)
Trololo Cat
Saturday, June 12 2010 - 3:29 | batmite
Earthquake warning!!!
Thursday, June 10 2010 - 1:38 | batmite
Listen to Frankie now!! :)
Evil
Saturday, June 5 2010 - 13:15 | batmite
Now for some Braille Party
Evil
I'm making a list and I'm checking it twice Ruminate the difference between water and ice I could do without friends like these Friends who infect and inflect the disease
Time is ours two hungry souls fly by like seagulls now All this is yours
I'm making a list and I'm checking it twice I've been in the mens room with your wife She was mine to observe and preserve and protect And all you have given is all you will get
Time is ours Tonight it's evil under the starlight All this is yours
I'm telling you this -- it's about your life I'm making the difference between sugar and spice Tonite this evil is all that I've got And this evil doesn't care if you're scared or not
How much did the hollow cost (?) can we restore of what has been lost Look this is yours Look this is yours
Transcribing the lyrics was a little difficult, so there may be errors, noted by the (?)
Yay, It's my first Youtube upload. Well, second really since the first was cut off at the end and I had to re-do it. Sigh. Screw you Vegas. :)
Holding on to the Earth
Saturday, June 5 2010 - 2:43 | batmite
If I close my eyes I'm afraid I won't wake up If I stop and listen I'm afraid I'll hear too much
Trying to hold on to the earth Holding on for what it's worth
I've got a long black cadillac marble hot tub in the back Champagne waterfall solid gold question mark twenty feet tall
Trying to hold on to the earth Holding on for what it's worth
Try to paint a world of shapes Over the holes as we're falling The tightened grip is our mistake As we're trying to hold on to the earth
Looking for his name wet on brave lips carved on road Look for flame and mercy Hope that tired hands can hold
Trying to hold on to the earth Holding on for what it's worth
Live isn't bad, but the album version is incredible.. Sorry for the shit endtro - some people are truly clueless.
And just think, she used to be a Christian pop singer...
Meow. Meow. Meow.
More Sillyness
Friday, June 4 2010 - 17:41 | batmite
Meow. Meow.
Years later Rant
Friday, June 4 2010 - 0:03 | batmite
Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla.
Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla.
Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla.
Meow.
Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla. Bla bla bla.
/rant
Oh Lord
Thursday, June 3 2010 - 1:47 | batmite
More and more.
Ok, so this is the next song on the record. It illustrates more about what this record is to the singer. But that's ok. I still like it. :)
You can fake it for a while, bite your tongue and smile, like every mother does an ugly child. But it starts to leaking out, like spittle from a cloud, amassed resentment pelting ounce and pound.
You entertaining any doubts, 'cause you had to know that I was fond of you. Fond Of Y-O-U Though I knew you masked your disdain I can see the change was just too hard for us, you always had to hold the reigns, but where I'm headed you just don't know the way.
So affections fade away, or do adults just learn to play the most ridiculous repulsive games? all our favorite ruddy sons and their double-barreled guns, you'd better hurry rabbit, run, run, run. 'Cause mincing you is fun, and there's a lot of hungry hatters in this world set on taking it over. But brittle thorny stems, they break before they bend, and neither one of us is one of them.
And the tears will never mend, 'cause you had it in for me so long ago. Boy, I Still Don't Know, I don't know why and I don't care... well hardly anymore. If you'd only seen yourself hating me, when I'd been so much more than fair. But then you'd have to lay those feelings bare. One thing I know has still got you scared. Yeah all that cold ire, and never once aired on a dare
You had to know that I was fond of you, Fond Of Y-O-U. So I took your licks at the time. A change like that is just so hard to do, don't let it whip-crack your life. And I'll bow out from the fight - Those old pious sisters were right - the worst part is over, now get back on that horse and ride.
I would love to be a kid these days... OK, or maybe not. Maybe I can just be a grownup kid right now. :)
Red Rabbits
Wednesday, June 2 2010 - 23:59 | batmite
Hurled to the center of the Earth again, The place where it's hot, love, You know, it hurts to breathe in, And the watershed you balance on is begging it, Well did he ever know, Will he ever know?
The trees in the moonshine are a dark lattice, So you catalog in the angle you notice, In a vacuum you are charged to record this, So you won't make it easy on me.
I can't go into this no more, It puts too many thorns on my mind, And the necessary balloon lies a corpse on the floor, We've pissed on far too many sprites, And they're all standing up for their rights.
Born on a desert floor, you've the deepest thirst, And you came to my sweet shore to indulge it, With the warm and dreaming eyes of an orphan, But there is not enough, There is not enough.
Out of a gunnysack fall red rabbits, Into the crucible to be rendered an emulsion, And we can't allow a chance they'd restore themselves, So we can't make it easy on you.
Undaunted, you bathed in hollow cries, The boys with swollen, sunburnt eyes, A reward for letting nothing under their skin, So help me, I don't know, I might, Just give the old dark side a try.
Don't cast your whirling eyes on the shore ‘til we even the score. I still owe you for the hole in the floor, And the ghost in the hall, Who decides who paddles over the falls? Yeah, who makes the call, Who makes the call?
I know there's an eventual Release from every scale of crime, But the necessary balloon lies a corpse on the floor, You've pissed on far too many good intentions held by clever sprites, And they're all standing up for their rights.
It's funny, I read into everything I hear. I love this song so much. It seems to speak to me. Well, this one's for you. Yes you. Disregard that other bullshit you read this morning. Or don't. Whatever you want. Since I really don't have a say now, right?
Hey, but read the song lyrics, ok? :)
Alpine Glovebox Adventure
Wednesday, May 26 2010 - 22:20 | batmite
Ohhh.. I hate doing this. Good thing I read a how-to-remove-glove-box first. I love the internet. It's so educational!
Square hole cut for the cables to route inside the glove box. The reason it's square? iPod interface.
Yep that's the glovebox. :)
GREAT SUCCESS. 16GB Flash drive is my new CD Changer!! Guess what's playing!
Glove box goodies!!
There's also an iPod/iPhone interface behind the USB. /me happy!
UUC Knob
Monday, May 24 2010 - 22:56 | batmite
So my replacement knob broke in the same place as Dad's old knob. I got sick of my knob popping off at the wrong time so I bought a set screw for it. Pity I had to buy an entirely new knob to go with that set screw. :)
The new knob is really heavy (solid stainless steel) and makes shifting VERY DIFFERENT. I really like the feel so far. :)
Oh, and this is a good thing... high end model from 2 years ago on closeout from BeastBuy - Half off!
Burial - Forgive
Wednesday, May 19 2010 - 3:44 | batmite
(Turn it up)
RIP Dio
Sunday, May 16 2010 - 21:35 | batmite
Ronnie James Dio July 10, 1942 – May 16, 2010
Frank Frazetta
Monday, May 10 2010 - 15:57 | batmite
Frank Frazetta (February 9, 1928 – May 10, 2010)
Frank, you were amazing. Rest in Peace.
Trying hard
Sunday, May 9 2010 - 2:55 | batmite
Trying hard to make sense of it all, but it will never make sense, I know it. Just keep drawing, just keep creating. If I don't I'll just go insane.
LOL
Tuesday, May 4 2010 - 17:08 | batmite
Oh, my.
Too funny!
Tuesday, May 4 2010 - 2:06 | batmite
My threads are doing Iron Man numbers.
Tuesday, May 4 2010 - 1:21 | batmite
Umm, they are both crazy.
Jenna and Ryan. Crazy.
------------------------- Jenna: lies! look how you are you can't even stop Ryan: what's the problem J: you're a liar you loved me this is dysfunctional R: what did I lie about J: you lied about everything you lied about loving you lied about... being nicer to me. You're right! I'm a loser! I can't do this anymore! You don't respect me, Ryan. R: Am I stalking you? J: Ryan? R: What? J: You got your message board? Right? R: Yeah J: You got your message board, Right? R: Yes. I don't need you anymore. J: This is.. do, do you realize why I why I why this why this started in the first place? R: I don't need you anymore ok J: It's because you said that (great) too many times R: great okay I don't okay I don't need you anymore J: and you're lying right now because you've been chasing me for fucking R: well not anymore ? and my threads are doing iron man numbers and I don't need you anymore J: Ryan? R: MY THREADS ARE DOING IRON MAN NUMBERS AND I DON'T CARE ANYMORE J: I wanna cut my face, I wanna cut my face, I WANT IT I WANNA ?!?!? I DON'T WANNA DO THIS ANYMORE IT SUCKS!!! You hung up on me? R: No, I'm here. J: No, well, I want you to...I want you to promise that, like...we're never, like, I want you to accept that it's over...do you accept it? R: Uh... J: Do you accept that it's over? R: I, I don't care. J: D-do you accept that it's over? DO YOU ACCEPT THAT IT'S OVER? R: Yes. J: You son of a bitch. You lied about everything... R: Sorry, you messed up. J: No, YOU messed up R: Nope it was you. J: YOU messed up...YOU messed up! R: No, Jenna J: And I was a sucker... R: Sorry, Jenna... J: ...For believing anything you fucking said R: Jenna it was you. J: Ryan it was you. R: Nooo... J: None of those emails you sent me over the last week...those phone calls...none of them were real...it was all fake...it was all fake! And none of it was genuine...none of it was real! R: [stupid youtube video with guy in blue whitey tighties] J: That's you? Is that you? What is that? What is that, Ryan? What is that, Ryan? Do you want me to hurt you? WHAT IS THAT *SOB* J: *harder sobbing* is that your new, is that your new youtube riot? is that your new youtube? please respond to me. R: *mild lolling* J: please respond to me. (I gotta) please respond to me. R: I gotta go Jenna J: PLEASE RESPOND TO ME PLEASE RESPOND TO ME R: I gotta go Jenna. Thank you J: is that your new youtube? R: I gotta go Jenna J: Ryan? R: I gotta go Jenna J: You think you got me ba- you think you got me fuckin' whipped again. Fuck you R: I gotta go Jenna J: Ryan, tell me what that is R: I gotta go J: then everything you said was a lie. R: okay J: Everything you said was a lie, Everything you said was a lieee, everything you said was a lie, EVERYTHING YOU SAID WAS A LIE R: You should stop. You should pay less attention to soulseek and more attention to the messageboards it's better. J: EVERYTHING YOU SAID WAS A LIE! EVERYTHING YOU SAID WAS A LIE! R: My threads are doing iron man numbers. J: K, you wanna listen to me punching myself. R: I've heard it before. J: Yeah, do you like it? R: No, it's old. J: is it? like me right? R: *sigh* J: right? right??? OH YOU CARE OH YOU CARE SO MUCH OH MY GOD I FUCKING BELI- I CAN'T BELIEVE I FUCKING BELIEVED YOU you, you really did change you really are gonna change aren't you R: go pm J: you really are gonna change for me aren't you ryan? aren't you? R: go pm J: you really are gonna change aren't you Ryan? R: go pm J: *sob* R: I have to go now J: you gonna do this? R: Yeah. I have to go J: Ryan? You lost me. You don't care anymore? R: No. I have to go. J: You're si- you're a sick person..That's all I have to- I just have to remember that you're you're sick in the head. I can't believe that I believed you again. R: I know. J: I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I BELIEVED YOU AGAIN! R: I know J: You jerked off, and this is the result. It's amazing. R: Jerk off and then decide J: And that's what you did, isn't it? R: Nah, I'm on an internet high right now I don't need to jerk off. J: Ok well *inaudible* you lost me R: Ok i understand J: Whats the reality of that gonna set in R: Doesn't matter because i don't care J: Yea u do u care R: You're a whore; J: Yea.. what?! R: I think you're a whore J: You gonna you gonna call me a name again? R: I think you're a whore hang up J: *sniffle u think i'm a whore? R: Yea J: *hehumm uhhwaaa *uoomm uoom (it sounds like a dog crying) then a; heeaayaah (some sort of yelp) you said you were gonna help me ; you said you were gonna be nice to me ; u liedddd ..... *he walks around then J: Hang up on me.. hang up on me again; hang up on me ryan . hang up on me - *makes loud breathing sound* i mean, i don't wanna live like this anymore. this this sucks J: Hang up Ryan R: Why should I hang up? J: You said you would be did jerked off then you decided R: Not yet J: Ryan? R: What? J: Do you realize now that you don't love me? R: What do you mean? J: Do you realize now that you don't love me? R: What do you mean? J: You love a whore? R: No J: So do you realize that you really don't love me? R: Yes R: I'm gonna hang up now I gotta use my hands J: How could you do that to me you son of a bitch? -.. How coul d you do that to me uh more important *breaks up to me * how could i *stopped
Look at all of these people. I only knew two of them 25 years ago before they passed on. What were their lives like? They took those specific answers with them to the grave.
I miss you Grandpa. I think about you in those quiet times when I wash my hands with the white ivory soap under the cold cold water. "Don't forget to scrub your wrists! They get dirty too!" You stood behind me and helped me with your gnarled old hands... You loved me. I especially remember your burnt pancakes... LOL!! They were delicious, I just had to add more syrup! :)
Grandma? Sorry, I don't miss you all that much. I don't remember my Dad crying at your funeral. All I really remember vividly about you is how much you loved those damn chickadee birds.. and how mad you were when you thought I knocked over one of their nests in 1975! I never lived that one down, even though I was innocent in my eyes. Who really knows in recollection, 35 years later? I suppose they were more important to you than I was. I was only 7 years old but I could easily read between those lines. Scarred forever, eh? Just like my Dad? :(
Sigh.
It is a pretty bird, though. Tiny souls with fleeting lives.
