Wednesday, February 28, 2007

it's a driving game


This wasn't my game, I heard him say in shame
This wasn't my name, she sighed as she sang
Hiking in the moonlight, alone, tonight
Why must we, why, put up this fight?

Firedance, friends and loves surrounds
Pulling me down, way, way to the ground
Dance with me under the sunlight
Drum to the drummers, each and every night
Dance with me under the sunlight
This was never ever, ever my plight

This was not the game, she had in store
Love conquered hate at every door
Not one ounce of gentlemen like qualities in this man
How I will ever, ever understand

This was a game for two,
Not three or four

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Hi-Tech Office (finally)

The new RapidCable T1 line was installed on my street.
Now I can see & feel the difference. Yipppee!



Saturday, February 24, 2007

Twin Lakes California


Eastern Sierra Camping: Twin Lakes, near Bridgeport California has some of the best fishing & camping in the Eastern Sierra region. The area is probably buried in snow right now, but late Spring the RVs start rolling in. Campground reservations are recommended for mid-summer. Robinson Creek, Honeymoon Flat & Paha. Buckeye Hot Springs, Hoover Wilderness trailheads, historic Bodie ghost town.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Too Far


Slow down, my brother, your life is passing fast
Will you remember all these scenes that you've passed
So long, so long

Speeding past sunset, blurring from town to town
Faces I forget, hotels all look the same
Worn down the knuckle too far
So long, so long

Lost are your colors, now life's in black and white
Stills from a movie, this life's a trick of the light
Worn down the knuckle too far
Worn down

City of strangers, you seem so tired to me
Don't think I'll stay here, you don't seem friendly
I'll keep on moving, searching for peace of mind
Rivers unwinding maybe I'll find it this time
So long, so long
So long

Live from my suitcase, my life's within my hands
Sleep in a strange bed, hometown's a foreign land
Wore down the knuckle too far


lyrics by -- James

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Say Anything


You're as tight as a hunter's trap
Hidden well, what are you concealing
Poker face, carved in stone
Amongst friends, but all alone
Why do you hide

Say something, say something, anything
I've shown you everything
Give me a sign
Say something, say something, anything
Your silence is deafening
Pay me in kind

Take a drug to set you free
Strange fruit from a forbidden tree
You've got to come down soon
More than a drug is what I need
Need a change of scenery
Need a new life

Say something, say something anything
I've shown you everything
Give me a sign
Say something, say something, anything
Your silence is deafening
Pay me in kind

Say something

I'm open wide, open wondering
Have you swallowed everything
Pay me in kind



lyrics by -- James

Saturday, February 17, 2007

All The Same



I don't mind where you come from
As long as you come to me
I don't like illusions I can't see
Them clearly

I don't care no I wouldn't dare
To fix the twist in you
You've shown me eventually
What you'll do

I don't mind...
I don't care...
As long as you're here

Go ahead tell me you'll leave again
You'll just come back running
Holding your scarred heart in hand
It's all the same
And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's all the same

Hours slide and days go by
Till you decide to come
However long you stay
Is all that I am

I don't mind...
I don't care...
As long as you're here

Go ahead tell me you'll leave again
You'll just come back running
Holding your scarred heart in hand
It's all the same
And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's always the same

Wrong or right
Black or white
If I close my eyes
It's all the same

In my life
The compromise
I close my eyes
It's all the same

Go ahead say it you're leaving
You'll just come back running
Holding your scarred heart in hand
It's all the same
And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's all the same


lyrics by -- Sick Puppies

Thursday, February 15, 2007

baffled by boredom


Is your life truely that boring that you have to spend all of your time stoned?

Go out & explore your world, your thoughts, your mind without the substances, without the crutch, without the addictions.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

accomplish anything

Revolutionary ideas are apt to jump into your head today at random intervals, dana. Pay attention to the flashes of genius that may hit you like lightning at any time. You would do well to heed this inspiration and use it to fuel a fantastic project that no one has ever attempted before. You have the mental capability to accomplish anything. All you need now is the confidence that you can follow through to success.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

The Taurus Man


The most arrogant & confused men I meet are the astrological sign of Taurus. Not that I believe in such things, but it does provide for great entertainment & a good laugh for me - since I have dated at least 7 of these creatures now. Oddly enough these men flock to me by the dozens, the crazy Aquarian chick - for my unconventional lifestyle, my futuristic visions, my sex appeal & my unstoppable energy. But after a short while, they realize they are way in over their heads & I cannot provide what they are looking for in a mate.

Stubborn is only the start.....

Here is something I grabbed off the web a while back & I find it to hold true:

His needs are simple: home and hearth, a good woman, and a nest egg for that rainy day. But before you start drooling, read on!

Taurus may offer old-shoe comfort, but what you're likely to get is an army-boot mentality. Hook up with the Bull and either do things his way, or do your thing alone. He won't mind your independence, if it benefits him in some way, and as long as dinner is ready when he appears. Don't expect to be showered with praise and lavish attention. But do expect to be cast in the role of the little woman. Of all the men in the universe, this one expects the 1950s textbook version. He will buy your clothes, pick your friends, and criticise your beliefs. He is judgmental and fixed in his ideas, attitudes, and prejudices. Nothing you can say or do will change him. You'll have the distinct feeling of being boiled alive slowly, just as the proverbial frog, and you will be right. Mr Taurus invented the smothering relationship.

He is jealous, possessive, and obsessive. Piss him off and he'll hold a grudge. Unfortunately, it's not a silent one. He will snipe and pick and make nasty remarks until you want to bash in his head with the nearest blunt object.

You may be irresistible, and he may love you madly, but he will never understand why you need any other company but his. If he does take you out, it will be to one of his favourite restaurants, where he'll be too busy stuffing his face to make decent conversation.

He's a cheapskate. Only a Taurus could live on a beer-and-beans budget unnecessarily. He may have millions, but you'll never see the bank accounts, although you might get an allowance. If you do get his money, it will only be because you outlived him, or murdered him in his sleep. The latter will become a tempting idea as time goes by.

The Bull's favourite game is Grand Inquisitor. He will expect you to report every detail of your day. He will also rummage through your private papers and read your diary at the first opportunity. If you have a past and are foolish enough to reveal it, he is capable of using it against you at any time for the rest of your life. Your best bet is a safe-deposit box, and to lie your ass off.

He is so stable, he's inert. Work and home are all he knows, or needs. Although he's marathon man between the sheets (only sometimes), what he really wants is a housekeeper, and is so insensitive that you must hit him with a hammer to get attention. If you're the type who needs excitement now and then, you could lick the light socket or have an affair. With a Taurus man, I'd opt for the former. The Bull is not the forgive-and-forget type. Although he hates change, he is perfectly capable of tossing you out on your ear one day and moving in your replacement the next.

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Sweet Sacrifice



It's true, we're all a little insane
but its so clear
now that I'm unchained

fear is only in our minds
taking over all the time
fear is only in our minds
but its taking over all the time

you poor sweet innocent thing
dry your eyes and testify
you know you live to break me, don't deny
sweet sacrifice

One day I'm gonna forget your name
and one sweet day,
you're gonna drown in my lost pain

fear is only in our minds
taking over all the time
fear is only in our minds
but its taking over all the time

you poor sweet innocent thing
dry your eyes and testify
and oh you love to hate me don't you, honey?
I'm your sacrifice.

I dream in darkness
I sleep to die
raise the silence
erase my life
our burning ashes
blacken the day
a world of nothingness
blow me away

do you wonder why you hate?
are you still too weak to survive your mistakes?

you poor sweet innocent thing
dry your eyes and testify
you know you live to break me, don't deny
sweet sacrifice


lyrics by -- Evanescense

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Nice Head


Lovers will come & go, just as the ebb & flow
of life takes you deep within, the mysteries of know.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Our Climate in Action!



Check out the U.S. Climate Action Partnership -
to call on the federal government to quickly enact strong national legislation to require significant reductions of greenhouse gas emissions

Monday, February 05, 2007

World


Got a package full of Wishes
A Time machine, a Magic Wand
A Globe made out of Gold

No Instructions or Commandments
Laws of Gravity or
Indecisions to uphold

Printed on the box I see
A.C.M.E.'s Build-a-World-to-be
Take a chance - Grab a piece
Help me to believe it

What kind of world do you want?
Think Anything
Let's start at the start
Build a masterpiece
Be careful what you wish for
History starts now...

Should there be people or peoples
Money, Funny pedestals for Fools who never pay
Raise your Army - Choose your Steeple
Don't be shy, the satellites can look the other way

Lose the Earthquakes - Keep the Faults
Fill the oceans without the salt
Let every Man own his own Hand

What kind of world do you want
Think Anything
Let's start at the start
Build a masterpiece
Be careful what you wish for
History starts now...

Sunlight's on the Bridge
Sunlight's on the Way
Tomorrow's Calling

There's more to this than Love

What Kind of world do you want
What Kind of world do you want

What Kind of world do you want
Think Anything
Let's start at the start
Build a masterpiece

History Starts Now

Be careful what you wish for
Start Now



lyrics by -- Five for Fighting

Sunday, February 04, 2007

51.8 degrees

January low temps fell to 2.4 degrees just a few weeks ago, the coldest I've ever seen it here at 5000' elevation. Now it's FEB 4th & 50 degrees at 11PM night. So mild & gorgeous in fact that I even took a moonlight stroll. I spent ALL day outside walking, gardening, collecting firewood, going on a hike w/ picnic, yoga in the sunshine at 67 degrees. Ahhh.... Crystal clear blue skies plus now capped ridges all around. Sometimes I stay alone, humming, hiking, singing to the birds... believing I live in a heavenly place. But then neighbors snap me back to reality. The local folks start a gabbin' & remind me I'm in their hell. The last of the ice has finally melted on the highway, until another storm. This is the best of SoCal Mts!

Friday, February 02, 2007

Brighton Beach




We were just half friends
Occupying the light
Sometimes Brighton Beach
Sometimes half awake
I thought we shared this song
Till I heard you give the line
To another girl with a sparkle in her eyes

Why can't you go find yourself
And make me want to know you
Why can't you go find yourself
And make me want to show you

Oh, I listen to your stories
I smile when you take a break
But the dark is working overtime
Can you just see me melt
What are we thinking here
Pretending we’re so close
Think we’re something special
Well I’m giving up the ghost


lyrics by -- Telepopmusik

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Trigger Hippie




Tune in, drop out of love,
Pull the trigger, Im a hippie,
So said a truth, and blood,
Alive and well,
You push the buttons.

Standing in line of fire,
For the whole,
My soul,
Step codes,
The drums,
And sing,
Love the children,
Learn to live with everything.

Love love love, Im a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, were trigger hippies, yeah.

Zoom in, cut out at sound,
Make it feel so trippy
Hung up, let down to ground,
Forget the kill its far to sticky

Love love love, Im a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, were trigger hippies, yeah.


lyrics by -- Morcheeba