walking through walls
Thursday, June 30, 2005
ROAD TRIP!!!!
10 or so days of fun in the great southwest. LA to Missouri.
SF, VEGAS, AZ,NM, TX, OK, KS, MO
camping, drawing, reading, taking videos, taking photos, strange sights and smells
all with my friend jason.
sadly, the drive back home will be sans company. back by myself :( anybody want to drive from KC to LA with me? i'll prob leave on the 18th.
i'll try to update pics and such along the way, as long as I have internet access.
so, If no one hears from me for a few days, it'll be ok...but, if its the 10th of july and I'm not answering my phone, please, be worried.
more later ¶ 6/30/2005 12:34:00 PM 0 comments
10 or so days of fun in the great southwest. LA to Missouri.
SF, VEGAS, AZ,NM, TX, OK, KS, MO
camping, drawing, reading, taking videos, taking photos, strange sights and smells
all with my friend jason.
sadly, the drive back home will be sans company. back by myself :( anybody want to drive from KC to LA with me? i'll prob leave on the 18th.
i'll try to update pics and such along the way, as long as I have internet access.
so, If no one hears from me for a few days, it'll be ok...but, if its the 10th of july and I'm not answering my phone, please, be worried.
more later ¶ 6/30/2005 12:34:00 PM 0 comments
Sunday, June 19, 2005
don't you hate it when you feel like you have something to say, and when you get the chance to say it, nothing comes out?
that just happened.
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5
no...waiting a few minutes didn't help either.
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I could make a list though
TFA graduation
RICA test
spanish wine
cleaning up the pad for potential residents
portobello ravioli
party at mysha's
spending time with *ARE K* makes me happy
hanging out with uncle steve and aunt tess, gramma, uncle ron, my cousins ana, rachel, and aaron
mmm..cheese burgers.
shaky car
24 hour fitness
nba basketball
ahh...thats better
i need to find some sort of job this summer, if only for a month to make some extra cash for the lean month. i'd also like to get a head start on paying some bills. i should look at some temp agencies for ideas.
the more time I spend with ARE K, (who I previously gave the nickname LZ, who will still not be named without her permission although most of you already know who she is) the more I like her. she is an amazing woman. nuff said.
"just want my hand on your hips, gonna kiss them good for nothing lips/ a couple or few more/one or two more/hundred times/got nothing but night"
black and tan-- david garza ¶ 6/19/2005 10:41:00 PM 1 comments
that just happened.
1
2
3
4
5
no...waiting a few minutes didn't help either.
6
7
8
I could make a list though
TFA graduation
RICA test
spanish wine
cleaning up the pad for potential residents
portobello ravioli
party at mysha's
spending time with *ARE K* makes me happy
hanging out with uncle steve and aunt tess, gramma, uncle ron, my cousins ana, rachel, and aaron
mmm..cheese burgers.
shaky car
24 hour fitness
nba basketball
ahh...thats better
i need to find some sort of job this summer, if only for a month to make some extra cash for the lean month. i'd also like to get a head start on paying some bills. i should look at some temp agencies for ideas.
the more time I spend with ARE K, (who I previously gave the nickname LZ, who will still not be named without her permission although most of you already know who she is) the more I like her. she is an amazing woman. nuff said.
"just want my hand on your hips, gonna kiss them good for nothing lips/ a couple or few more/one or two more/hundred times/got nothing but night"
black and tan-- david garza ¶ 6/19/2005 10:41:00 PM 1 comments
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
hey ya'll who may happen to read this
how does the website loook? i'm not really thinkng aesthetic or whaver, but technical... whenever I see my blog on my PC, the info column is always situated on the top right where I like it to be.. but, whenever I use my MAC , you can see all of the posts and then the information column to the right. what am I doing wrong? can anyone with html skills help me out?
training for the next 3 days! woo hoo ¶ 6/15/2005 06:14:00 AM 1 comments
how does the website loook? i'm not really thinkng aesthetic or whaver, but technical... whenever I see my blog on my PC, the info column is always situated on the top right where I like it to be.. but, whenever I use my MAC , you can see all of the posts and then the information column to the right. what am I doing wrong? can anyone with html skills help me out?
training for the next 3 days! woo hoo ¶ 6/15/2005 06:14:00 AM 1 comments
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
i'm thinking of reformatting my blog, just like candace.. but i'm not too happy with the choices..the good ones are already taken.
but, I figure I need a dark background and lighter color type in order to give my piss poor postings a feeling of depth, emotion, and introspection.
ha ha ha
peace ¶ 6/14/2005 12:55:00 PM 0 comments
but, I figure I need a dark background and lighter color type in order to give my piss poor postings a feeling of depth, emotion, and introspection.
ha ha ha
peace ¶ 6/14/2005 12:55:00 PM 0 comments
Monday, June 13, 2005
tension. thick, humid, and heavy. I personally get a tingly feeling in the back of my shoulders, and my heart rate rises. my breathing takes on this strange staggered rhythm while I suddenly get uncomfortable in the position I happen to be sitting/laying/standing in.
I feel it before an apology, before an important event, during a tense game, or after an argument.
or, in some wonderful cases, before you muster the courage to somehow physically express how you feel to someone that you like.
"I really want to continue seeing you again" as he fiddles with his ipod,it was playing an uncomfortably slow song.the night is getting long, the date had gone well so far, but there was a bit of silence, each person staring at the empty PCH
he's not sure what he is feeling, he's not sure why, but he just feels good, like something is going well.
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the first hug was a bit akward, back when he picked her up at her place. he was late, the 405 was backed up and street signs in the city are too small for his bespectacled eyes. he gazed at her bookshelf, noting that she has cool books, then noting how pathetic he was for somehow judging her based on her bookshelf, as if he even reads good books anymore.
driving to long beach was fun, even though neither of them knew exactly where they were. they parked in a spot they would later forget. crepes were on the menu for dinner, and as the food slowly disappeared from the plates, so did the akward nature of the beginning of a second date.
it was dark, and a bit chilly as they walked barefoot on the beach. she joked about stepping on a syringe, he smiled as he switched his shoes from his right hand to his left, just in case he might hold her hand. he smiled when he noticed her do the same thing.
they walked back and forth, stopped to put his shoes back on. he had not at that point, held her hand. the conversation was good, the two were starting to get to know about eachother. he took advantage of this chance to start fresh, totally honest. he felt kind of bad as he looked at his beat up button up shirt, she looked great in maroon, and he told her throwing all caution about cliched sayings to the wind.
mini-adventures were made, they passed a "bear" bar as he humorously explained what he thought a "bear" was in the LGBT community, he thinks he is right.
another adventure was had as they explored the rows and rows of one way streets jumping at the sound of a large dog barking.
they get lost. kind of on purpose. pch, 405, 710, artesia the south bay is a mystery to both of them. they stumble upon a multiplex, and briefly consider a movie then decide that an 11pm showing of mr and ms smith was not what they had in mind.
they find a starbucks, as she goes to the bathroom, he finds a table outside, and sets her drink across the round table from him. at the last minute, he moves her drink to a position next to him, a bit sheepish since she just happened to appear. regardless, she sat next to him and for the next hour they laughed about friends, LA, dating, and the strange circumstances that brought the two together. the coffee ended well before the conversation, but, it was time to get back on the road.
finding their bearings he begins to realize that he doesn't want the night to end yet, and he secretly thinks that she feels the same way.
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He: so do we take road 1 or road 2?
She: well, road 1 is a direct shot to my house, or we can go the long way
He: let's go the long way
he smiles, he doesn't care what they do, as long as they do it together.
finally, he breaks the tension and sits his hand next to hers. he holds his breath, nervous at what might happen. first, the pinky finger slides over hers, then slowly the other fingers move, locking into one another. he stares ahead, takes a deep breath.
who knows where the long road will take him. ¶ 6/13/2005 01:27:00 PM 0 comments
I feel it before an apology, before an important event, during a tense game, or after an argument.
or, in some wonderful cases, before you muster the courage to somehow physically express how you feel to someone that you like.
"I really want to continue seeing you again" as he fiddles with his ipod,it was playing an uncomfortably slow song.the night is getting long, the date had gone well so far, but there was a bit of silence, each person staring at the empty PCH
he's not sure what he is feeling, he's not sure why, but he just feels good, like something is going well.
____________________________________________________________________
the first hug was a bit akward, back when he picked her up at her place. he was late, the 405 was backed up and street signs in the city are too small for his bespectacled eyes. he gazed at her bookshelf, noting that she has cool books, then noting how pathetic he was for somehow judging her based on her bookshelf, as if he even reads good books anymore.
driving to long beach was fun, even though neither of them knew exactly where they were. they parked in a spot they would later forget. crepes were on the menu for dinner, and as the food slowly disappeared from the plates, so did the akward nature of the beginning of a second date.
it was dark, and a bit chilly as they walked barefoot on the beach. she joked about stepping on a syringe, he smiled as he switched his shoes from his right hand to his left, just in case he might hold her hand. he smiled when he noticed her do the same thing.
they walked back and forth, stopped to put his shoes back on. he had not at that point, held her hand. the conversation was good, the two were starting to get to know about eachother. he took advantage of this chance to start fresh, totally honest. he felt kind of bad as he looked at his beat up button up shirt, she looked great in maroon, and he told her throwing all caution about cliched sayings to the wind.
mini-adventures were made, they passed a "bear" bar as he humorously explained what he thought a "bear" was in the LGBT community, he thinks he is right.
another adventure was had as they explored the rows and rows of one way streets jumping at the sound of a large dog barking.
they get lost. kind of on purpose. pch, 405, 710, artesia the south bay is a mystery to both of them. they stumble upon a multiplex, and briefly consider a movie then decide that an 11pm showing of mr and ms smith was not what they had in mind.
they find a starbucks, as she goes to the bathroom, he finds a table outside, and sets her drink across the round table from him. at the last minute, he moves her drink to a position next to him, a bit sheepish since she just happened to appear. regardless, she sat next to him and for the next hour they laughed about friends, LA, dating, and the strange circumstances that brought the two together. the coffee ended well before the conversation, but, it was time to get back on the road.
finding their bearings he begins to realize that he doesn't want the night to end yet, and he secretly thinks that she feels the same way.
____________________________________________________________________
He: so do we take road 1 or road 2?
She: well, road 1 is a direct shot to my house, or we can go the long way
He: let's go the long way
he smiles, he doesn't care what they do, as long as they do it together.
finally, he breaks the tension and sits his hand next to hers. he holds his breath, nervous at what might happen. first, the pinky finger slides over hers, then slowly the other fingers move, locking into one another. he stares ahead, takes a deep breath.
who knows where the long road will take him. ¶ 6/13/2005 01:27:00 PM 0 comments
Thursday, June 09, 2005
what the fuck is going on with my hair?
my hair has been a constant source of anxiety since I can remember having hair. I remember the time I used kiddo scissors to cut the front part of my bowl cut in 4th grade (the barber gave me a sad shake of his head and told me to leave it to the professional) staring at the large clumb of hair now sitting on the brown "kids room" carpet of my living room.
lets see, i've had the asian bowl, the late 80's early 90's mullet like 'do, the pointdexter side part, the strange spiky thing in 8th grade, a shaved head, a mohawk, the "roman" cut that george clooney made popular in highschool, the flip-up-the front hair cut, that 70's show hair cut (i got called Fez so many times, it is not even funny), back to the asian buzz cut, side swept bang-ish look, and now to this strange fuck up that I call my current hair style. its too bushy, my bangs on the front are asymmetrical and sweep across my forehead like a bad hat, and the back of my head is a messy cathedral of hair. I think it gets by just because it looks so "indie" and its so bad that it probably looks good to a segment of people.
i'll be the first to admit that I think hair was my way of hiding my skin color, or my crooked nose, or the scar on my lip. I let my hair become me to the point that many people remember me by my hair. I think that I had longish hair at TFA institute, and by the time the school year began, I sported a regular guy haircut and many people did not recognize me at first.
i may not have had the best no fear t-shirts, or even didn't have the cool locker, but I always made sure that my hair was fixed nice. I remember being late for school because my temporary tragedy induced OCD which forced me to iron every piece of clothing (yes underwear and socks), also forced me to make sure that every hair was in place, sometimes prompting me to wash all the shit out of my hair and do it again.
jesus, that is fucked up.
nowadays, i shower not frequently, and my hair is a mess.and guess what, i'm loving it. still, I check my hair out frequently and have bought a hat to hide my hair on bad days.
consider this my funny little secret ¶ 6/09/2005 03:58:00 PM 0 comments
my hair has been a constant source of anxiety since I can remember having hair. I remember the time I used kiddo scissors to cut the front part of my bowl cut in 4th grade (the barber gave me a sad shake of his head and told me to leave it to the professional) staring at the large clumb of hair now sitting on the brown "kids room" carpet of my living room.
lets see, i've had the asian bowl, the late 80's early 90's mullet like 'do, the pointdexter side part, the strange spiky thing in 8th grade, a shaved head, a mohawk, the "roman" cut that george clooney made popular in highschool, the flip-up-the front hair cut, that 70's show hair cut (i got called Fez so many times, it is not even funny), back to the asian buzz cut, side swept bang-ish look, and now to this strange fuck up that I call my current hair style. its too bushy, my bangs on the front are asymmetrical and sweep across my forehead like a bad hat, and the back of my head is a messy cathedral of hair. I think it gets by just because it looks so "indie" and its so bad that it probably looks good to a segment of people.
i'll be the first to admit that I think hair was my way of hiding my skin color, or my crooked nose, or the scar on my lip. I let my hair become me to the point that many people remember me by my hair. I think that I had longish hair at TFA institute, and by the time the school year began, I sported a regular guy haircut and many people did not recognize me at first.
i may not have had the best no fear t-shirts, or even didn't have the cool locker, but I always made sure that my hair was fixed nice. I remember being late for school because my temporary tragedy induced OCD which forced me to iron every piece of clothing (yes underwear and socks), also forced me to make sure that every hair was in place, sometimes prompting me to wash all the shit out of my hair and do it again.
jesus, that is fucked up.
nowadays, i shower not frequently, and my hair is a mess.and guess what, i'm loving it. still, I check my hair out frequently and have bought a hat to hide my hair on bad days.
consider this my funny little secret ¶ 6/09/2005 03:58:00 PM 0 comments
My date with.. lets call her "LZ" went awesome. i'm pretty excited about the possibilities. we went to see thai elvis at palms with marky mark and beauty junkie, and they just chilled at my place for a while, just talking, getting to know eachother.
its really cool getting to know someone who you really don't know anything about, and then finding that there are many things we have in common. she's smart, funny, and beautiful. and I really enjoyed hanging out with her. I believe she shares the same sentiment with me, but, you never know.
i'm really concerned with doing this the right way, so, i don't want to get too worried or otherwise sabotage a good thing. Who knows what may happen, but I am hopeful that things will work out.
that may be why I'm not trying to get too excited about anything, knowing my history and such, but i'm happy to say that I'm happy, regardless of whatever happens.
I want to go back to my old ideals, being passionate, being romantic, but really, from the get go, trying have a balance. I want to live my life in LA, surrounded by friends, family, and loved ones.
i think i'm getting closer to that every day, especially with great people like Amy, mark,candace,stephanies, pozen, nate, kouching, the mileys, the crofts in my life. It would be cool to add LZ to that list of amazing people who really make my life great. ¶ 6/09/2005 11:00:00 AM 0 comments
its really cool getting to know someone who you really don't know anything about, and then finding that there are many things we have in common. she's smart, funny, and beautiful. and I really enjoyed hanging out with her. I believe she shares the same sentiment with me, but, you never know.
i'm really concerned with doing this the right way, so, i don't want to get too worried or otherwise sabotage a good thing. Who knows what may happen, but I am hopeful that things will work out.
that may be why I'm not trying to get too excited about anything, knowing my history and such, but i'm happy to say that I'm happy, regardless of whatever happens.
I want to go back to my old ideals, being passionate, being romantic, but really, from the get go, trying have a balance. I want to live my life in LA, surrounded by friends, family, and loved ones.
i think i'm getting closer to that every day, especially with great people like Amy, mark,candace,stephanies, pozen, nate, kouching, the mileys, the crofts in my life. It would be cool to add LZ to that list of amazing people who really make my life great. ¶ 6/09/2005 11:00:00 AM 0 comments
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
regarding the empty post below, I had a great post, cut it out to edit it, and blogger doesn't allow me to paste things back in!. so, basically i'm just too lazy to re-type it yet.
¶ 6/08/2005 08:16:00 AM 0 comments
Monday, June 06, 2005
I now have an RSS feed.
whatever that means. Maggie, there you go! ¶ 6/06/2005 08:11:00 AM 0 comments
whatever that means. Maggie, there you go! ¶ 6/06/2005 08:11:00 AM 0 comments
Saturday, June 04, 2005
i know its today so I guess you could say one recovers, it's odd you should call me but then after all we were lovers, i don't wait by the phone like I used to, I don't hope for the kind words you might say, you don't prey on my mind like you used to, but you could still ruin my day. --- jon brion
holy freakin shit. no matter how many times I've seen jon brion, he never, ever ever ever ceases to amaze me.
i'll be the first to admit my heterosexual man crush on jon brion. the guy is just the epitome of "unpopular pop music", he is an encyclopedia of all things good in music. musician, writer, producer..this guy does it all. who else can go through the decades starting with the 20's and re-interpret any song to fit with that decade. for example, singing "purple rain" as if some 1950's garage rocker was singing, or how about using "smoke on the water" music and singing nirvana along with it?
fuck. this guy makes me just want to give up playing music because he's so tremendously talented. at the same time, he's the reason i'm still trying to make a song.
its not just his re-interpretation of other peoples songs that is amazing, its his own grasp of the pop song structure. little 4 minute gems of fleshed out rock n roll.
i got tired, i don't wanna make the same mistakes, the same mistakes on you, but I withheld the truth, I don't wanna make the same mistakes, the same mistakes as you
did I tell you he was special ed? maybe he couldn't pay attention in class, or maybe he couldn't do math for shit, but the guy can play almost any instrument, memorizes so many songs, can improvise, and has a great sense of humor.
I was glad to see brion last night with amy and james last night, drinking my coffee and my black and tans, couldn't ask for a better day. well, if I would have asked for this woman's phone number at the conference, but, you can't have everything right?
so, if you live in LA, or are coming up, you need to go see jon brion. go to www.largo-la.com try to find his cd "meaningless" or check out these albums that jon produced, guest starred in, or whatever..i'm only gonna give you a short list
magnolia sound track - produced and wrote many of the songs that Aimee mann performed
i heart huckabees - wrote the score
punch drunk love- wrote the score
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind- score, again.
macy gray's first album- produced
i belive every fiona apple album, including the unreleased one
rufus wainwright-produced a few tracks on many of his albums.
and, the hottest rumor up to date: he's been hired by kanye west to help produce his next album!!
anyways, I'm gonna get up and be productive.. maybe some pictures from the last few days soon. ¶ 6/04/2005 08:40:00 AM 0 comments
holy freakin shit. no matter how many times I've seen jon brion, he never, ever ever ever ceases to amaze me.
i'll be the first to admit my heterosexual man crush on jon brion. the guy is just the epitome of "unpopular pop music", he is an encyclopedia of all things good in music. musician, writer, producer..this guy does it all. who else can go through the decades starting with the 20's and re-interpret any song to fit with that decade. for example, singing "purple rain" as if some 1950's garage rocker was singing, or how about using "smoke on the water" music and singing nirvana along with it?
fuck. this guy makes me just want to give up playing music because he's so tremendously talented. at the same time, he's the reason i'm still trying to make a song.
its not just his re-interpretation of other peoples songs that is amazing, its his own grasp of the pop song structure. little 4 minute gems of fleshed out rock n roll.
i got tired, i don't wanna make the same mistakes, the same mistakes on you, but I withheld the truth, I don't wanna make the same mistakes, the same mistakes as you
did I tell you he was special ed? maybe he couldn't pay attention in class, or maybe he couldn't do math for shit, but the guy can play almost any instrument, memorizes so many songs, can improvise, and has a great sense of humor.
I was glad to see brion last night with amy and james last night, drinking my coffee and my black and tans, couldn't ask for a better day. well, if I would have asked for this woman's phone number at the conference, but, you can't have everything right?
so, if you live in LA, or are coming up, you need to go see jon brion. go to www.largo-la.com try to find his cd "meaningless" or check out these albums that jon produced, guest starred in, or whatever..i'm only gonna give you a short list
magnolia sound track - produced and wrote many of the songs that Aimee mann performed
i heart huckabees - wrote the score
punch drunk love- wrote the score
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind- score, again.
macy gray's first album- produced
i belive every fiona apple album, including the unreleased one
rufus wainwright-produced a few tracks on many of his albums.
and, the hottest rumor up to date: he's been hired by kanye west to help produce his next album!!
anyways, I'm gonna get up and be productive.. maybe some pictures from the last few days soon. ¶ 6/04/2005 08:40:00 AM 0 comments
