I can’t let it go.
Late at night, it’s gnawing at my old tired bones. I’m constantly on my toes to keep going and it’s wearing me to a nub. Parts of me at least.
The holidays just added to it. I’ve had to work both Mondays. Which is no big [...]
Archive > December 2001
The Worry
Low Self Opinion – by Henry Rollins played by Rollins band
I forgot how much I love this song. It’s so me when I was younger. I used to DJ at KTXT in Lubbock and we played this one all the time back in ‘92. Almost 1 0 years ago. Arrrgghhh!!!
I think you got a low self opinion man
I see you standing [...]
Holiday Spirit.
Got some, want some?
I didn’t have any. Usually before Christmas, I get in the mood. I feel it happening, my steel resolve to not get in the mood, softening like mushy too ripe pears. One second I’m hard as a rock, the next I’m sploosh, right smack in the Holiday spirit. [...]
Ralph Waldo Emerson
“…to laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a little better; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch [...]
Third time the charm, my tookus
Something about this entry gets zapped everytime. This is the the third time fourth time. Let’s hope it works. Geez.
Last weekend we went on a trip about Texas. I love ROAD trips. We all piled in Wick’s Suburban and zipped off. Rob and Valerie, Me and Ru, Wick and [...]
Finally I have two seconds to rub together.
Man oh man. Anyone who wants to start a business, call me before you do. They say it’s hard work but they don’t tell you what specifically is hard. I’ll tell you. I have no qualms about spilling the secret. And I think it can boil down to this. [...]
I’ve said it before.
You can’t love him but you certainly can’t hate him. He makes it impossible to do both.
But I beat the odds. I love him despite him. I love his soft words when I’m sad. The serenade of “I Will Survive” when I lost a love. I value the kick [...]
