My Opinion Over Yours

Try it. Don't take my word for it. Do it, just lay there. No saying 'I can't just fall asleep,' that's bullshit. Your body wants to sleep, it wants to lay there and stop working. Now if this is all you do and don't get out of bed till four in the afternoon then this isn't for you. You understand and have begun to abuse it. Bastards. I want to sleep if you can't tell.

It seems that no matter when my friend Brian shows up he's always got a bag of inquiries that he feels he must dole out before his mind actually realizes he shouldn't really give a shit about most of the things he asks about. Now if he actually acted like he had a sincere interest instead of coming off as a reporter for a gossip column he's the only person will ever see then maybe it wouldn't be so cumbersome to answer him.

Went out last night with a girl that has a boyfriend in another state. So I am not going to be calling it a date. Felt more like an audition at times. Been with her before so I'll be fine with just saying we were just catching up. I'm not going to lie, I'm horny as hell, as gross and unattractive as that sounds. That means that if I'm talking to a woman I'm thinking about the prospect of sleeping with her; in addition to whatever it is they are talking about, of course. If I sound like a total creep I'll take solace in the fact that at least I was honest.

Honest Creep, that's me.

Why is it always so hard to get music lyrics out of my head. I say my head b/c I've never experienced any other. Would be really cool, to but I don't buy into that new age jazz. I have no doubt that those who do actually believe they go into different realms and astral planes or whatever. To me though, they are only interpreting the things they experience as being real. But just because you can create a different world in your head that doesn't mean to me that it's more real than the one we live and breathe and die in. I've seen some crazy things with my own to eyes that were only a result of eating hallucigenics, yet not for a second do I take those images as being real.

I'm willing to learn about it though, I'm willing to learn about anything except for things that gross me out though. Like men having anal sex, I have absolutely no interest in learning anything else about that. I actually would like to erase that part of my head. I'm positive that my brain is at least 10 to 15 percent full of things I would rather be ignorant about.

Which makes me think about the movie Johnny Nemonic (I have no idea how to spell it) in which he uses his brain to store programs or digital information, but I would suppose that it wouldn't be digital. It has to be some other type of technology than digital though but I'll just say digital for the purposes of the inconsequential blog. So anyways in the movie Johnny chooses to remove the memories of his childhood from his head, which sure, it seems like a great idea if you had a bad childhood and your parents beat you or whatever but everything you went through in your childhood makes you who you are. Even Michael Jackson knows this, and he hates his childhood. So why would you choose to remove other parts of your memory, like that recipe for weed brownies you're never going to use or anything else that stupid. We all have these thoughts in our heads that pop up and we think, 'man, what the fuck, why do I always remember this.' I guess its just a flaw in that movies plot, but I guess it made for a nice conflict when he starts remembering stuff from the past.

Actually now that I think about it Michael Jackson is probably the prime candidate for this memory removal process. Sure he learned a lot of cool dance moves when he was a little shitlin' but when was the last time he performed a dance routine that mattered, or for that point one that didn't involve rubbing his crotch in some sort of weird masturbation/premature ejaculation ritual.

All of a sudden I've written to much. I know b/c I've started talking about Michael Jackson and masturbation. Theres no point in beating farts out of that dead horse so I'm calling it a day.

Now, if I've met you in the past, say, four to five months there is a very likely chance that I mentioned a music festival I was to attend in mid June. At that point up till this past Thursday, I myself had very little clue what I was getting into. But now that I can look back and ponder what actually happened and what did I come up with myself as I was obliterated beyond belief, I notice that there is little in the imagination that does not exist in the world. Even as good as every single performance was and every minute passed as if through a clenched fist that would not let go there is no way I can express the experience to those I know. To start off most people here do not have a clue about most of the bands that performed there, nor would they understand the concept of living out of a tent for three days for the sake of seeing live music and being with other people who share your passion.
David Byrne, Yo La Tengo, Danger Mouse, String Cheese, Los Lobos, and of course The Dead really impressed me. I could have gone just for them and I'll probably only remember those shows.

I leave today around 5 to Columbia, SC. I can't wait to get out of Miami, but that is how it usually is. I'm sure everyone likes to travel and not stay in the same city all the time but it is my belief that I appreciate 'escaping' more than most. With this in mind its easy to assume that there is no trip I don't look forward to nor any place I wouldn't want to travel to, other than Haiti of course.

I don't know exactly why I need to stay away from Haiti but I think I can be sure that is based on two things. I haven't met anyone who doesn't refer to Haiti as a hellhole, and not all of them were Dominicanos either. The second thing keeping me away from there was this cartoon I saw when I was a young'n. It was an episode of Mighty Max, a very underrated cartoon may I add, I'll have to look into talking more about it at some point. Anyways, in the episode a lot of bad things happen and there seems to be a ton of zombies living over there or rather unliving over there. I know that may sound ridiculous but look at the world we live in and tell me what amount of ridiculousness can you discount from reality, and plus aren't most of hat's problems much easier explained if we account it all to the zombie and voodoo presence over there.

Ok now that I"VA come back from digressing on Haiti let's talk about more pertinent issues. I"m leaving to south Carolina and am going to see my friend Justin. I'm convinced that there is nothing like maintaining a friendship with friends in far away places. Its always incredibly fulfilling whenever you get to see each other again. I don't know really how but I'm positive its a situation you can easily be happy in.

From there I get to see even more friends before we leave to Bonnaroo. If you don't know what that is I suggest you google it and figure it out. I haven't been able to go before and doubt I will get another chance so I'm going to make sure to make the most of it. I still need to pack, or finish packing I mean. If there isn't a post on here for a while I think it can be easily attributed to my traveling schedule and lack of access from where I am going.

I'll stop here.

To get this whole thing started I need to post something. SO here it is, the first blog ever created by yours truly. While its not the best start possible I'm hoping to get better with time.
My main intentions for this site is to create a record of the many things I have floating in my head. Hopefully this will evolve into me being able to easily process my creative side into some sort of tanagible element. Many times I'm just going to write whatever comes to my head at the moment, and that may mean some things that I write don't make any sense. But I'm fine with that
The funniest part is that I've written this like if someone will actually ever read it.