Incongruencies

So I'm thinking about using this as a way to foster my growth of lyrics. Those things that are written down all over the place, not yet set to music, but need to be somewhere, maybe I'll put them here.

For every great one there are at least 50 crappy ones. The real gems happen only once or twice, and for me seem to happen all in a row and then nothing for ages.

Blowing kisses down the jet stream . . . that one was fantastic. It will probably be the first one that I put up here. While it may sound kinda country, its not, has a more soothing tone than that. 

Also, for the first time ever, I hit spell check and it said no misspellings found! Go ME!

So if you're interested in the lyrics, let me know and I'll put some of them up. I think I'll start with the ones that I think are less appealing, and you can tell me how you feel about them.

I pay little heedence to nasty remarks, but put much more weight in the opinions of my friends.

This one's for you

I realized this week, that I am not as young as I thought I was. Seriously, I can't add apparently and was off by two years. So to anyone who's asked me how old I am in the last year, add two years please. :(

A wave of, "What am I on crack?" was my first thought at this discovery, and while I may still party hard - admittedly less often and not so much with the all night anymore - that whole age creeping up on you thing is a little freaky. 

The later (not the crack) is the more important part. Mostly I just had to throw in the crack for Jake. Also, for being a post about getting old, this sure has a lot of crack in it. I'm not on crack if anyone cares. Its not organic.

The entire week has led me to the conclusion that I am more middle aged than ever. Those years of crazy music student are fading, and I am becoming responsible. 

Proof 1: It was a little weird for me to see students I tutor or mark at the bar. Then it was even more surreal to realize that they are all younger than my brother.  My brother is clearly the youngest person in the world. He quit aging at about 12 in my mind. Needless to say, he is the more "well-adjusted" one, and has a house, farmland and girlfriend. He has become the epitome of responsibility and sure makes me look like ummm, well a crazy hippie, most days.

Proof 2: When the kid you baby sat when you were 12, gets married. Lil bit weird. When the same kid is pregnant and going to have a baby (redundancy is allowed this early in the day), that's even more étrange. 

Proof 3: When everyone else in the bar thinks that the songs are all new, but they're really just covers of songs that came out in the 70's and 80's. When you then realize the bar is a pub, you are pretty much the same age as the guys in the band. Then to top it all off, you're closer in age to the parents of the guy who is having a birthday, not the guy who is having the birthday. Oh, actually this gets even worse. The person that you're sitting with at the bar, he might be the conductor, but you have much more in common with him than any of the students. 

Proof 4: While at said bar, you can reminisce about 99 and how the school has gone down hill since then. Oh and when you both remember teachers that have retired, three deans and then go on an academic rant about how jazz today is really just a new form of medieval music. (It really is. I will write about that later.)

Proof 5: When the bar/pub no longer has a problem with giving you a tab. Not because you're there every night, but because you're "old" and not a "flight risk". 

Proof 6: Any number of list of health/sleep related things. Can't drink coffee after 7, unless you want to be up all night. Are tired at 9pm, then can't sleep until 2am, then wake up at 7am and cant' go back to sleep. Need to have an afternoon nap. Most weird when you go home to see your parents and both you and your dad fall asleep in chairs after lunch.

So enough of the whining about being old. The point is, I like being old. Getting old is almost exciting in some twisted eccentric way.  I haven't figured out why yet. I'll let you know. It probably has something to do with medieval/jazz fusion.

The real deal

So, I did the 25 things on facecrack. Now you get the real 25 things. (There are probably only 20, i'm pretty tired.)

The other things are all real, just not necessarily telling of who I am.

This post is intended to trip you up in real life. I'm sneaky like that.

1. I sleep naked. The only time I haven't slept naked was when I live with Jake, and then it was becuase the cat slept with me, not necessarily because Jake was there. I once had a 20 minute conversation with dave while he was standing in the door of my bedroom. I was naked, he didn't realize it.

2. I have done more drugs than most people think/realize. However, I stick to organic except for the one time with the duck and being slipped acid. That is why I stick to organic. I'm all about the mind altering.

3. I know your reading this Uncle Bill. . . So here's one for you. I love Harley's, almost as much as I like older men. Give me an older man who is academically talented and willing to learn to ride a Harley, and I might even consider getting married again.

4. Being married was a huge cluster-fuck. It may have messed me up for quite a while. The only thing I miss about being married is falling asleep beside someone. However, I do not miss him, or even falling asleep with him or sharing a bed with him. I just miss the body. I'm waiting for a better one to show up.

5. I am really freekn supersitious and anal retentive. The glasses are stacked in ascending size, and three to a row and all like kinds together. The plates are similar. There are only certain things allowed on the table and coffee table.

6. I am nice, sometimes. I appease my roommate by not brewing coffee in the morning because he hates the smell so much.

7. I know far, far to many daves. I have slept with 50% of the daves I know. You know who you are, I havn't really been satisfied with any of them yet. I'm waiting for the perfect one to come along and prove to me all dave's aren't asses.

8. I really really wonder who is reading this. Its the whole reason I'm reading this.

9. I think people don't get me. I don't even try anymore to make people understand. In the grand scheme of life it doesn't matter anyways.

10. Someday I want children. I think I will adopt. 

11. I want a tatoo of St. Brigid. 

12. I am a kind person, I will do almost anything for my friends. I don't often ask for favours in return. I believe that when I need them my friends will be there for me becuase I was there for them.

13. I am most definately in love with my mom's dog. I love animals in general. Sometimes, I wonder just how much they understand. I talk to my mom's dog and my cat like they're people. 

14. I practice both meditation and witchcraft. I require something to balance my life. I do not do it out of a religious belief, rather I do it to learn and grow within myself. I had parents who had very differing views of religion and life and I believe that it was this dualistic lifestyle that has made me become the accepting person I am today.

15. I believe all faith is held to comfort oneself and explain the world around us. I am not a very faith based person. I think that explanations are not useful, but spending time wisely and living how I want to live now is more important.

16. I really am writing a sitcom. You people have no idea how much fodder you give me on a daily basis.

17. I don't say no very often. Once I said no and he didn't listen. I reserve saying no for times when impending doom, or hurting another is imminent. I believe very strongly that saying no a lot denies people of experiences that would have made them richer. 

Has this worked in the past? Very much so. Has it had consequences? Yes. . . I have been involved with the wrong people and made choices that were dangerous. No one ever got hurt and that is what is important.

18. I know astrology doesn't pan out scientifically, but I like it. I like it a lot. I don't care. I even write horoscopes for the quill. Astrology is fun as fuck.

19. My feet are size 4. I can still buy kids shoes.

20. I do not get tired of sex. There is no such thing as too much. That doesn't mean I want it all the time either. It means I am one of those people who can be convinced to stay in bed all day, cook breakfast and have it in bed, nap and have him in bed. Ignore homework and work and have him in bed. I am also romantic by nature and like being swept off my feet (proverbally).

21. I am deathly afraid of bridges over water. I close my eyes when I'm driving over them. It freaks me out more if there is on coming traffic on a bridge and I have to meet it. I was stopped on the bridge on 18th street and got rear ended last fall. I had been afraid of bridges ever since I was little. Specifically over water. Sometimes I wonder what past lives I've had.

22. Everyone says I have an old soul. If I have been around for so long, I'd like to think I was first born in the Roman era, or even Grecan. Then reincarnated just in time for the crusades, in Paris for the revolution and a beatnick in the 1930's. 

23. I have dreams before people die. Once or twice they have come to me after they've died too. Thinking about my Grandpa still makes me cry.

24. I want to find love. I want to share my life with someone and I secretly hope he's reading this right now. (Don't worry Jake, its not you. :P)

25. I am not going out with Kusnick. He is my roommate and my co-worker and the Will of my will and grace. We are the closest thing to siblings that two people can be with out being siblings. We have no desire to jump eachothers bones. Just so we're clear.

26. I have broken all the rules at least once. I'd like to break some more. I'll even be naughty to do so.

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Lil bit of a rant on the number 25

Okay, so at first the whole 25 things about me on Facebook chain letter. That was lame.

I held out for what was a decent amount of time. Then couldn't sleep one night and decided 3am was an appropriate time to begin writing. I will be the first to admit that people learned exactly what I wanted them to learn about me. 

I will also admit, I am entertained by some of my friends responses. I was especially entertained by the people who filled it out drunk. I suppose it is one of the least inflamatory things you can do on drunk facebook. 

I like my facecrack as much as anyone else. I still find it weird when people say they've read something, or comment on it 30 seconds after I post it. Wait 2 minutes. Better yet, wait until I change facecrack chat to be off line, while I'm looking at everyone else's page, and then post whatever it is. 

I'll read it and I'll comment on it or drop hints later. 

This post, its here for the entire purpose of revealing who is reading my blog and is also on facebook, but not 'man' enough to follow my blog.