Archive for October, 2006

One Hundred and Sixty-Six.

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That’s how many games the Yankees played for absolutely nothing. I’m sure most of you are aware, by now, that the Yankees were used, abused, and eliminated from the playoffs by the Tigers. It’s kind of sad to see all these big stars choke so badly in the clutch. Of course, having Sheffield on 1st base was a pretty retarded decision in and of itself. Way to suck, guys.

While I’m upset the Yanks lost, I’m also ticked that I no longer have anything to watch almost every night of the week. The baseball season is 180 days long with only 18 days off during that period. With that many games, there’s almost always something on TV to watch at night. I guess this leaves me more time to watch poker and dominoes on ESPN. Who decided dominoes was a sport, anyway?

Work has been ok lately, though I’m growing increasingly impatient with one or two co-workers. I won’t mention any names because I don’t know who the hell reads this blog, but damn these people are annoying. I’m sure they are both nice people, but I always find myself looking for more work during slower hours just to prevent them from talking to me. I’m sure this only contributes to the healthy work environment Best Buy is so keen to offer it’s employees (Yes, a bit of sarcasm there).

I’m really not sure what else to talk about. With the colder weather rolling in, life is coming to a depressing halt until Spring manages to find it’s way back to the northern hemisphere. Damn the cold. Damn it to the fires of hell (oh, the irony).

Ninety Three Sounds

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Ninety Three Sounds (10/5/2006)

Does anybody else think it’s hard to find peace?
Just a little bit of silence for a brief moment, at least
Cause we’re spinning through a world that tends to be hectic
To the point we can’t listen or ever get the message
It’s these auditory messes that scramble up my brain
About ninety three sounds that all make me insane
Then I start to cave and there’s goes my patience
I try to run away, my feeble way to break this
Cause I can’t even take this, I’m not fibbing or lying
A television turned up and a little baby crying
The hum of the laundry drying in the background
While I dial up the music and try to fix on that sound
But pollution doesn’t back down, it’s so damn aggressive
Pushing the limits and I’m the subject it tests with
I’m the one that it messed with, till I snapped and went crazy
From that moment on, things get a little bit hazy
Twitching and shaking and looking for a trap door
Hoping that the mute control is right behind that door
Fleeing like a bandit with the cops hot in my chase
Praying that I’ll fall into my silent escape
But I can’t get away nor can I find my relief
I can’t find a moment to sit in silence and peace
I can’t turn the world off, I can’t turn down the madness
I might as well scream it that I simply can’t stand this
And add to sadness of my growing insanity
How could you leave me and go and abandon me?
Ninety three sounds that embellish their presence
The silence escaped, not the sounds that I’m left with

Staind’s “Everything Changes” Video

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Well, this one apparently got overlooked severely by the television stations (hence Aaron’s rant in the post below this one). It’s a cool video though and I’m really surprised the song hasn’t caught on more because it has “hit” written all over it. Anyways, here’s the video for “Everything Changes”:

The Current Rock Trend

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5 years ago
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Aaron Lewis in an interview with MTV:

“I think nobody cares [about Staind] anymore. No one wants to see videos from us anymore. We’re not the hip flavor of the moment. We don’t wear jeans that are our sister’s, and we don’t wear our hair purposely messed up and spend more time making it look like it’s messy than it would have taken to just comb it and make it look neat. And because we don’t hit our snare drum 500 times in one song.”

Man, he said everything I’ve felt about the current rock trends. Damn you Fallout Boy and AFI.

Good Idea, Bad Idea: #2

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Good Idea:
Entenmann’s Ultimate Crumb Cake. The person who decided to take the regular crumb cake and cram all this extra crumb deserves some kind of award. Nobel Peace prize perhaps? Hell, why not? Drop some of this stuff over Iraq and the war will be over, I promise. After all, who wants to fight when you have Ultimate Crumb Cake? Not me. If you’ve never had some of the cake, you definitely need to head to your local supermarket and find Entenmann’s place at the end of the aisle.

Bad Idea:
Coke Zero. I’m going to ignore the fact that, after drinking Coke Zero for the first time, I spent the next morning running to the bathroom over and over. The simply truth is that this doesn’t taste anything like regular Coca Cola. Those advertisements are a lie. Who dreamed this atrocity up and why hasn’t he been put into prison. If you’re going to claim it tastes the same as your top product, it would be a good idea to have it taste almost the same as the top product. Man, what a bad idea.

Quick thanks to everyone

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For the month of September, this site had 1,655 unique visitors which added up to 35,899 page hits. That’s the most since June 2006 and second most this year. To my real life friends and all the people from Neowin and other places of the internet that manage to make time and read my rambling, thank you.

A School Boy Speaks

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A School Boy Speaks (10/1/2006)

Walking down the streets in this damp and cold weather
I keep thinking to myself how can I hold it all together
Cause there is so much pressure to be something that I’m not yet
A preconceived image for the son you call a project
But I’m not out the box yet, I’m a little slow to clarity
Your dreams are not my fate and I will never let it marry me
But still, this disparity tends to weigh upon my essence
A burden that I carry, though I tend to loathe it’s presence
So I use what I’ve been blessed with, a little gift for you
A rhyme to all the people that won’t let me live it through
Every line I give to you is a story of my journey
A continuous narration of a fire that’s been burning
While I try to make the choices that feel alright inside
And deal with all the questions that I get from every side
Adding to the voices that I hear inside my mind
Another talking conscience, but no knowledge of what’s right

It started off with school and everybody’s expectations
I was doing it their way and taking in their education
But a hint of hesitation followed me to college
And I started to realize that I needed different knowledge
I was wasting precious dollars sitting silent in depression
So I had to walk away and escape from all the pressure
And I knew that everyone would sit there and they’d measure
Criticizing me for not denying it’s forever
But what nobody seems to get is that I’m feeling so much better
I’ve grown beyond the numbers and it’s slowly come together
I still don’t have the answers, but at least I know the questions
My mind has been a teacher and I’ve held on to the lessons

It’s so hard to be the person to let down all these people
Sometimes, along the way, I almost feel like I am evil
A million and one chances that were placed right at my feet
And I chose to walk away, some would say admit defeat
I guess that is the consequence of going with your instinct
I never thought it out, I just knew I wasn’t in sync
Every little part of me was tearing in directions
I’m sorry that I shattered your whole vision of perfection
But I am imperfection, uncertainty, and questions
I am never sure of my tangent or digression
I am never anything but question marks and passion
I’m sorry if I disappoint, but there are other factors

Notes: It’s a little rough, I know.

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