some crutches are a choice

there are people on crutches because they physically have damaged muscles or nerves in their body... there are people on crutches because they empower fear and shirk responsibility for just about everything in their lives... the first group earns my respect if they overcome self-pity and find joy in striving to be all they can be... the second group earn my respect when they throw away their crutches... tiny tim bless us, everyone...



and still wanna party all the time party all the time party all the time and yet, still wondering wandering on my semi-quixotic quest for someone to love love love (with the obligatory shock value and babble just (just?... is there really any justice in this world?... never mind this distraction, get the point already) to keep us on our toes… and real… you can’t know it all, but you must


reason to smile #742899

as pointless as it all can be, it still feels good when somebody gets the point


about music

there is something powerful about a band of musicians who grow together and stay together long enough to record the growth... this exponentially increases the power of their initial contributions to the music world... the beatles are the epitome of this phenomenon... there is something to be said about musicians who stay together and become a relatively stable sound as well, but the impact of the latter band wanes in comparison to the former... the rolling stones would be the epitome of the latter... the primary difference draws a different fanbase and neither is better or worse, just different in experience... this thought was formed while listening to and reading the liner notes of the collector's edition of the waterboys' fisherman's blues... just thought you might want to know...



the length of a moment is directly proportional to the degree of aloneness...

we can discuss the meaning of aloneness in another lecture.



if i came here every day and wrote something meaningful, something profound, or even just something that i wanted to share, innocuous, personal, general, specific, serious, irreverence, nonsense, or whatever...

would it matter in the end if you missed an entry?


this blog's been around forever

it wrote the very first song


pain in the butt

there is pain in my left butt cheek, lower portion, connecting to the back of the left leg... is that a hamstring?... does this make me an athlete?...