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Sunday, July 30, 2006
Monday, July 24, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Monday, July 17, 2006
Ok..... Somebody get me fucking Mulder & Scully on the phone. I've got ghosts. Not the real ones.... at least those aren't the ones I'm talking about now. No.... there are the ghosts from my past. They're all coming out of the woodwork in the same week. Coralyn, Jeremy, Nicholette. I'll be telling the stories soon..... let me just say now.... Hole-Lee Shit
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Friday, July 14, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
Holden: "You know that song, 'If a body catch a body comin' through the rye'?..."
Phoebe: "It's 'If a body meet a body coming through the rye'!... It's a poem. By Robert Burns."
~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, Chapter 22
"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be." ~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, Chapter 22, spoken by the character Holden Caulfield
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Saturday, July 08, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Well... as it turns out I'm still fucking crazy. It's one of the strangest feelings I've ever known. I was fucking spinning.... and I mean spinning for the last couple days. I got back from Vegas... and everything was just wrong. I don't know what the hell happened. I remember feeling that tension build up... and it was only realived at two points. One right before I left and once just before I came back. Both instances were due to contact with people who are very close to me.... but I digress. So I'm driving down the road.... 16 different thoughts running thru my head all at once. Something had been said... or done.... and I just got madder, and madder. Now without going into details... I found my old friends: rage jealously, torment and pain.... right back in front of my face. All staring at me like I owe em money. And it was over nothing.... or at least I know it was now.... come to think of it I knew then. I actually stopped myself..... took a jump outside of the situation.... and came back to the conclusion that I'm fucking crazy. My logic doesn't make any sense sometimes. I couldn't control it. I think god that no body was around. I mean it scared the hell out of me.... and of course what was the can of gasoline that I, somewhere deep down, decided to throw on the fire..... "If you're this fucked up... how in the hell can you possibly have a woman in your life who could love you? You can't. If you truly love someone, how could you put them through living with you". Talk about kicking yourself when your down. I'm fucked up. Of course, it's at those moments when I step back... look at myself... and just scream.... "what the fuck are you doing?!?!?!" And then the other half of me answers "Speaking the truth.... shut the fuck up!" Then... just do really spin myself... I'll think about the women in my life..... all of them.... truly extraordinary. Amazing. I'm watching all of them grow in such ways... I can only call them inspiring. All of them are at different stages in life.
One... a new mother.... strong yet fragile.... pure poetry defined. I never felt lost and found at the same time until I nearly collapsed in her arms. Laughter that explains the question "why am I here".... and a smile that makes the Las Vegas strip seem dark and mournful. Another.... a sister..... If beauty was personified it would bare her name.... The only one where a romantic relationship was never an option... and I've never been happier about it. She's found her wings... and she's soaring high. I couldn't be more proud. Yet another.... our branches grew together for a moment.... brief and amazing. Up's and down's as big at the mountains that house us... but now... friends... confidants. Her head spins like mine... but she's much stronger. I believe in her and know that where ever she decides to grow.... she will succeed. The last.... new.... fresh.... open and loving. A soul that a cold world hasn't broken. A breath of river air. Struggling like a newborn trying to find the muscles that will one day carry it into the unknown. Quick to give love... without question.
And it's these women.... who I love.... who are my inspiration.... my muse.... my reason to trudge thru the hard days.... and push myself harder then I ever had.... who I go to bed with and wake up to.... It's these women that I just want to scream to "Get away from me! I'm fucking crazy! Run! Don't think! Run!" It's like somewhere in me I know I'd do anything for them. I mean mama could call me right now.... 2 AM... and say "I need you here".... and I'd be there in the morning. I'd take a bullet for sister. I give one for my confidant. But I don't want them to be close enough for me to be able to hurt them. How fucked is that? "I want to protect you from everything... including me" God.... I'm fucking nuts.... and I'm not sure how to work thru it. I thought I was past this shit...... fuck. Guess that was just wishful thinking. Maybe tomorrow will be different.
Sleep easy my beautiful angels of mercy..... Watcher is watching....... always
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Monday, July 03, 2006
So this is me kicking looking out over a beach in San Diego.... Love the ocean. So the trip was fun. I got to see a bunch of my friends... I helped Dad and Granny move.... did a few honey-do's for T plus saw some video of da new baby... Saw one of my buddies take 6 years soberity chip.... Saw my grandfather in San Diego.... Hooked up with Rick & Kevin.... trucked around in a convertable.... and all that jazz
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Saturday, July 01, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Friday, June 02, 2006
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Damn... Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I've been really focusing on Inked Nation. I'm juggling between 3 main accounts right now.... �EVIL� who has 3347 friends at the time I'm writing this... �Tatted92� which is my personal account for just my friends..... and of course �EVIL2� which has about 900ish friends. It's crazy... we broadcast almost everyday with the streaming video. But as a result... I've neglected Nu-Skool. I'll try and keep more up on it.
The world is spinning a little crazy now a days. I just finished up tattooing Megan. I've started calling her my little sister. Not only because that's the way I see her... but it also helps with the questions people ask when they see our pics up around the shop.
13 and I are still cool.... actually.... I think we're better friends now then we've ever been. I see her every Tuesday at Loaded Joes.... and I got to say.... it's real nice to have her around. I'm also really proud of how far I've come as a person. Petty bullshit just kind of slufs off. Don't get me wrong... the pain is still real, but it's how we learn what kind of people we are
Tara's look'n good.... and BIG. I'm hoping to get back to Vegas in a few weeks, and I can't wait to see her. She's actually just sent me a text message telling me to check my MySpace account. You should see her new pics..... wow.... Prrrrrrreeeeeeeegggggggooooo! It's really neat to watch the transformation.
I'll post up some more soon.... I'm running out the door now... heading to Loaded Joes to do some sketch's and play some trivia. God that just sounds geeky to type... wow.
Love you all!!!
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Monday, May 15, 2006
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Meg came and saw me today.... no new ink... just came to see me. I was getting ready to post this up, and I forgot that I didn't give any of the Vegas pics any description.... Soooo... Justin, Kaufman, and myself did a snatch and grab to Vegas. We swent down... picked up my motorcycle, turned around and came back in 40 hours. We left at dawn on saturday, got to Vegas... picked up In & Out Burger.... went and watched "Haunted Hill"... walked around MGM, Bellagio, and Cesars... dorve to Parahump. Passed out for a couple hours, then hauled ass back to Colorado in time to watch the Sapranos. As crazy as it sounds... it was fuck'n awesome. The pants my mother is sport'n are a pair I made back in 98'. People were stop'n her to ask where she got em' They still work... I love it.
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Wednesday, May 03, 2006
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