Is There a Point?

It's funny for awhile I was going totally crazy with the blogs writing tons of them each day. And all of sudden lately I just haven't been in the mood to write. It's strange how the words kept flowing and now I can't think of anything to write about. Perhaps it could be writer's block, but somehow it seems like more. For some reason that I can't seem to understand lately my heart is just not into writing blogs. And I'm not quite sure why. It could be that I'm just tired of writing Seinfeld like blogs. After all they never really seem to go anywhere. But perhaps that could be the point, after all wasn't that the point of Seinfeld. I know what about the Sex and the City. Let's face it, my blogs may have made reference to the show, but none of them really reflected a Sex and the City type of lifestyle. To be honest I really don't think I want one. All those different partners, what really is the point?

Jerky Boys

The last couple of days have been those you know hot muggy summer days. You know where you can just see the haze hang around the horizon. And I don't know if it's just a trick on the eye or what but it seems like the sun gets bigger and bigger. It's kinda funny if you stare at the sun you can actually even see the haze around the sun. Days like today you just want to sit in a hammock under a big tree and drink lots of lemonade. Actually today is the perfect day for a couple of coronas. It's kinda funny what makes a day like the perfect day for a corona over a bud or rolling rock or something like that. Well if you ask me there's no day that's right for a bud. I never understood what was the thrill about buds. To me they taste really gross, like what I would imagine piss would taste like. Or maybe it's just that it's the beer that jerky boys in bars drink. You know the type the ones that just stand in the spot where they can check every woman the minute they walk in the door. And they can drink their beer without taking their eyes off the door. Somehow they can drink their beer without looking at it, and not spill any. These are the types of guys when I see them in the bar I run the other way.

Water Breezes

There's something about the water that just calls to me. It's crystal blue seas, that sparkle and shimmer they whisper my name. Maybe I should say sing because its waves crashing against the shore sound like the sweetest melodies. There's something about the ocean that absolutely love. I'm not sure I can quite explain it, there's just something about the ocean. Perhaps there's something in the way that it sparkles when I look at it. Or the way that it reaches for me with its wide ever open arms. Everytime I'm nearby, I only want to get closer, and reach more towards it. I love the way it feels to be surrounded by the water. There's nothing like the way the cool water feels around me.

Pennies for my Thoughts

There's nothing quite like a sunny day after one of those really rainy days. Don't get me wrong I understand that we need the rain. It gives us wonderful things like trees, grass and flowers which of course give us oxygen to breathe. It also fills our resevoirs with water, which is of course almost as important as oxygen for our survival. I never really remember liking rain much even as a child. Though I must admit I used to love jumping in the puddles and making a mess. I remember as a child my Grandmother used to tell me that rain was the clouds crying. In some ways that does make sense. But then again she also told me that thunderstorms were the angels bowling. And even as a child for some reason that just didn't seem very believable. To be honest I'm not quite sure why I felt that way, perhaps I just couldn't find angels bowling very believable. Or maybe there just isn't a logical reason.

This Victory Song

Everyone has at least one or two moments in their life where they are plagued with doubt. Hey after all we're only humans. And it's human nature to have a case of doubt every once in awhile. The funniest thing is usually this period of doubt will end as quickly as it starts. It's funny how sometimes you'll suddenly have a moment of complete mental clarity. You know like when a bell or whistle goes off, and you suddenly just say to yourself Aha. This wasn't the first time I had one of these moments, but it certainly was the time when I felt it the strongest. In some ways it's like a moment of victory. Perhaps like hitting a grand slam or a buzzer shot to win the game. It's one of those time in your life that sometimes has no explanation. But just perhaps you really just don't need one.

Do You Think You Can Tell?

Have you ever listened to the lyrics, and said to yourself suppose you can't? If you don't know what song the title is referring to, don't bother with the rest of the blog. Maybe you are asking why, I'm sorry you just won't get what I'm talking about. And you realize for the first time that you can. Because there was a time in your life where you didn't. That you on some level knew deep down that you weren't happy but didn't know what it was. All you knew was that you knew you should be happy but weren't. And you just knew you immediately had to make changes in your life, but didn't know why. So you went and made those changes, and for the first time in your life you were trully happy with yourself. The reason why you weren't before didn't matter. All that mattered was that you were finally happy with the person you were. You still had growing do to, but it was a step in the right direction. And you still had a lot to learn, but there was still one thing you knew for sure. You'd never ever let yourself back in that place where you didn't know the difference from heaven from hell. Maybe you are wondering why is that so important. Well, it's because maybe you never knew that you were that strong on the inside. Now I know no matter what happens I'll never allow myself to be in a position where I don't know blue skies from pain again.

Pitter Pattering Thoughts

There something about the pitter patter of rain that just makes me lethargic. I'm not quite sure why but it's always made me sleepy. Perhaps there's something about the noise that the rain makes as it hits the ground. You know that same repetive sound over and over again all day long. I know some people could argue it's erotic, and to some extent I do see their point. After all it's the same repetitive sound over and over again. But at the same time so does a ticking clock, and who finds them sexy. Maybe what I find the strangest part is that thunderstorms late at night, well, I find them very erotic. There's always just been something about them for me, and I can't honestly say why. It could be especially odd because thunderstorms during the day don't honestly do anything for me. So there's got to be something more to it then just the storm itself. Perhaps it could because when a thunderstorm wakes you up in the middle of the night your natural instinct is to grab the person next to you. And you know what happens when you grab the person lying down next you in the middle of the night. There are things that are just bound to naturally happen. You know it usually starts with just one touch.

Ramble On...

Isn't funny how sometimes one song can so strong effect your opinion of band? Before I heard Ramble On I thought Led Zeppelin was a pretty decent band. After all how can you not like them after listening to Stairway to Heaven? But after hearing this song I was just totally sold. Come on it's a song about the Lord of Rings, and I'm sorry any band that sings about that is pretty damn cool in my book. And there are other bands that had similar effects on me. You've probably heard me talk about this one again, but I'll say it again. AC/DC had me completely sold with You Shook Me All Night. Before that I was a little what the fuck is with this band. But the only song I heard was Big Balls and I thought the band could only be appreciated by horny teenage boys. Of course, now that I'm older I have a greater appreciation for the song. Maybe that's just me trying to revert to lost innonence. Let me see if I can think of some other songs that also had that effect. When there's that Yes song called I've Seen All Good People. Hey a song about chess is pretty cool in my book. Though I don't know how to play, maybe I should learn sometime. Another big one was of course Satisifaction by the Stones, I know how predictable. The Beatles is another obvious one, though it is a toss-up between All You Need is Love and I Want To Hold Your Hand. This one will be obvious if you know me or even if you read my blogs, With or Without You by U2. I probably should have something about my favorite band, Aerosmoth. I guess in their case it would also be two songs, Living on the edge and Amazin'. Just like you I can also predict what you would ask, what about the other way. Where the songs that made you hate the band. Of course, but I think that would require another whole blog.

My Sugar Baby...

When I'm around you...
I get all excited...
All it takes is one glance...
Brings a rush of excitement...
You make head rush...
My stomach flip flop...
If we touch too quick...
But I still can't help it...
I love the way you feel...
Especially in my mouth...
And the way you taste...
Makes my mouth water...
Oh baby you get me excited...
Add some whipped cream...
Don't forget the hot fudge...
Even better pile on the cherries...
Because to me there's nothing sweeter...
Than the cherries that goes on top...
If you ask me that's the part that comes...
Second only to you...
Oh my sweet favorite love...
Ice cream how I love you so...

Baby Please...

You are so beautiful...
I love your sleek...
So well designed curves...
There's something about you...
That's so elegant and refined...
There's little that can be compared...
To your fine exquiste beauty...
And all I know for sure...
Is that you had me...
At that first sweet sweet sight...
Please honey sweetie baby...
Won't you please just...
Give me just one ride...
It's all I ask of you...
Let me just once let me feel...
The wind you blow...
Rush over my body...
Please don't me beg...
My sweet sweet sails...

Luck of the Draw

No I'm not about to write a blog about poker, or anything other card game for the matter. Or gambling in general if that's your next question. Well to be quite honest, I'm not exactly sure what I'm about to blog about. For some reason I just suddenly came up with the title. And it's rare that I would suddenly become inspired with a title so I decided to just go with it. To be honest I've never really was one to believe in this thing called luck. I've always believed that fate and destiny was something that you controlled yourself. Even as a child when Grandmother would tell to pick four leaf clovers for luck I thought she was a little nuts. Don't get me wrong I would do it and have fun. Luck was never my inspiration for doing it though, and to be honest I can't remember what was. Maybe it was just getting dirt all over my clothes because it pissed my mother off. Like I was saying I do believe that there's something out there that gives us certain opportunties. It's up to us to use these opportunites and take advantage of them. Some people may say how's this luck but I don't think it's quite the same thing.

Do You Feel Like I Do?

You move me...
Make me feel...
Emotions I didn't know...
Were even possible...
And I'm happier when...
You surround me...
And envelop me...
I couldn't be happier...
When you are around...
Just the way you reach...
For me makes me...
Feel just so special...
Oh sweet waves...
How I love you so...

Catch Me If You Can

It's funny as you get older, the things around you go faster. For me this seems to be the fastest moving summer I've ever experienced. And to me the strangest part is that I'm not quite sure why. Maybe you are asking why? I know I am, because it's not like this has been a summer where there's lots of exciting stuff going on. I mean I've done the usual little stuff like barbeque on July 4th and go to the beach. Maybe it's going faster because it's the first summer in a long time, if ever, that I've really appreciated the little things. Perhaps you are asking what these little things are? Things like stopping to smell the flowers, or watching the sailboats. Or watching the waves crash against the shore. Or taking a nap outside on a bench during your lunch hour. And don't forget spending a lunch hour watching the clouds move and trying to see what kinda funny shapes they form. There's nothing quite like finding a dragon in the sky to make your day. Perhaps suddenly appreciating the little things like that is what has been making my summer move so much faster.

Come Together...

To be honest I'm not sure what urged me to look this up on wikipedia. Perhaps it was because I've heard so many references, but never really knew much about the story. Why it suddenly popped into my head now I'm not quite sure. Anyway come to think of I can't think of why I never wondered about the origin of the story of Don Juan before. The part of the story about him being a womanizer I already knew it's the rest that I didn't. Anyway according to the article in the original story Don Juan rapes a woman, and then kills her father. He sees a statue of the man in the cemetary and invites him home to dinner. I just have one question for this man why would invite a statue of man that you killed home for dinner. It just proves what I've always thought, men who spread "their seed" aren't particularily smart. Anyway while at his house the statue asks to shake his hand. And yet again this man proves his stupity and does what the man asks. The statue drags him to hell where the devil says everyone plays a role and that he would make an excellent fool. Don Juan laughs and says that no one plays his equal he's had thousands of conquests. Yeah, there's no man that can be equally as big a whore as you. There's nothing to be proud of being a whore. Anyway the devil tells him that if he can name one woman's name he won't have to wear the jester suit. A parade of women passes him and he can't remember a single name. The devil brings in front of him the one woman that trully loved him and he couldn't remember the name and just says give me the suit. The article does go into the writings with the character in it. But to be honest I was just curious about the story about the actual character, and I'm being lazy today.

A Slight Twist of Fate

Have you ever felt an emotion that you just couldn't control? You try to resist it, you know that its not something you should act upon. But sometimes you wonder how much longer you can resist. And you know that feeling this emotion, can sometimes not be healthy. Actually a lot times this emotion can lead to some rather unhealthy behavior. And you know that they way it applies to this particular person, is well, particularily unhealthy. Right now I probably have you a little confused about what emotion I'm referring to. I like that, in fact I love confusing my readers. I'm sure you have your guesses, and you are most likely wrong. You probably are thinking yourself what is she talking about there are very few emotions that can have that powerful an effect on a person. You are probably pretty cocky right about now. If I had to guess you are probably thinking there's only two emotions that can have that strong effect on a person. Perhaps you are even saying to yourself that old cliche right now. That there's a fine line between the two. And you probably feel you have pretty good odds right now. Would you care to make a bet? Cause I know I have better bet. Last shot for bets, alright no takers. Personally I don't really don't fully believe in that fine line between thing. But that's another blog, because it's not either of those emotions. No I'm talking about revulsion. It's one of those emotions that's not talked about. Perhaps because they are too busy talking about hatred. I bet you are wondering what's the difference. I say they are starkly different, not as much as night and day. But still there are some major differences. How about we let the dictionary decide. It defines revulsion as a sudden strong change or reaction in feeling, especially a feeling of violent disgust or loathing. On the other hand hatred is intense animosity or hostilty. Perhaps you asking what's the difference. I personally believe there's a big difference, hatred can be overcome. On the other hand revulsion, the person used to think happy thoughts and their mind has been swayed the other way. If you ask me that's extremely difficult to overcome.

Anyway I think I got a little distracted taunting my readers. Though I must admit its lots of fun, but still I must return to the point of my blog. Why was my point again? I must also admit I tend to lose my points. Oh yes, repulsion and how it's not a healthy emotion. After all it's one of those emotions that seems to always turn up in Shakespeare's tragedies. And those things always end up with the majority of the characters dead. So needless to say I must get over my obsession. I could get even but that's not healthy at all, and bad karma too. Besides in this case, as in many, if I'm patient they'll probably end up getting even with themselves. Maybe you're asking how's that possible. Well it's highly likely they will out of frustration when they don't get what they want.

Maybe I Just Can't Refuse...

The ocean at all it's beauty...
Is quite inspiring...
Its waves sparkle...
Like diamonds floating in the water...
It shines like the sun...
And it reflects like a mirror...
Everytime I look at it...
There's this translucent glow...
Each wave calls me to come closer...
To reach for it...
And feel it's sweet embraces...
I can tell that the water...
Wants me to just...
Jump into its outstreched arms...
Without looking back...
Not even a second glance...

C is for Cookie...

That's good enough for me...
After all what's not to love...
About sweet delicous cookies...
I can eat them anytime of day...
But they are especially good...
Warm from them oven...
And just melt in your mouth...
I've never met a cookie I didn't like...
No make that love...
Chocolate chips are yummy...
Even better with nuts...
And if they are double chocolate...
I'll love them double as much...
All I know is that...
Cookie Monster had it right...
C is for cookie...
And that is good enough for me...

We Will Rock You

I think everyone has at least one moment in their life where all they can do is sit there and say huh. Perhaps that statement makes you huh. Or maybe you even think this chick has finally gone nuts. Believe me, until recently I would have said the same thing about that statement. But recently there have been days where I have wondered if I've secretly wandered onto a movie set and didn't realize it. And even better yet somehow someway accidently became part of it without a script. The only thing is when the movie plot is real life there's no script. And let's face it everyone's role is very subjective. Of course my favorite part is that sometimes the characters' roles can change with the snap of a finger. Sometimes all it takes is one small little event for the tides to turn, just like in the movies. I just hope I'll get a warning before the car chase scene. Have you ever noticed that's always the turning point in any action movie?

A Song For All Seasons

I know I've written about this before and today probably won't be the last time. For some reason I've always been one of those people that sometimes associates a particular song with a specific time or person. No I'm not gonna go in details, not because I want to go easy on you. But because I'm just too lazy to think of the details. I know I can be lazy a lot. Hey I think everyone has lazy tendencies. Sometimes it's just what we do with them. Gee I'm really jumping all over the place with this blog. Anyway back to the subject at hand. Music is just a large part of lives and we don't even realize it. I think a lot has to do with the fact that is has such an emotional connection, but we don't really realize it. Sometimes we'll associate a song with our first kiss either because it was playing or it just makes us think of that person. There's the song that was our first slow dance. The last song played on prom night. Maybe there's a song that reminds us of our first love. A song for our last love and every love in between. Hey there's probably even a song that reminds us of our first job. Maybe even the first time we told our boss to shove it. And know that I think about it, since there was a song for our first love, there's probably one for our first break up. Yes also for the last break up and everyone in between. I could keep going but I think you get the point. Cause if you are like me when each one of those were mentioned, a song probably popped into your head. I know you are asking, was there a point to all this? Not really it's just a blog after all.

Just Meant to Be

Each day I crave you more...
Want to touch you...
Feel your sweet caresses...
Hear you whisper in my ear...
Each day I run faster towards you...
My arms widespread...
Ready to jump into your open arms...
For you I feel a bottomless love...
That's unconditional and never ending...
And I know you feel the same...
But it seems like we are always...
Just chasing each other...
Running around in circles...
Anyone else I would wonder...
But with you I know it's meant to be...
My sweet sweet ocean wave...

Ode to Nuts...

I love nuts...
I'm sure I'm not alone...
After all what's there...
Not to love about nuts...
Everyone has a favorite...
Maybe you don't...
Perhaps you think...
That I'm a little cracked...
But what can I say...
I just love nuts...
Each one has its own...
Texture and taste...
Each type you find...
Is bigger than the last...
Each has it's own shape...
Pistachios are green and salty...
Cashews are always curved...
Nothing crunches like a pecan...
Walnuts are extra nutty...
Peanuts are sweet...
And Brazil nuts...
Will always be the biggest...
Come to think of it...
I don't have a favorite...
I just wanna love...
As many nuts as I can...

Always a Wave Away

Each day the beautiful crystal blue water calls to me. It outstretches its long arms towards me. But it seems that everytime I move closer the gap between us becomes wider. And that distance between us gets further and further. Then I start to run towards it, and the faster I run the more distant it becomes. And I'm not quite sure why this is. Maybe there is something about me that's scary. Perhaps its as simple as a miscommunication. Or maybe perhaps they are just playing hard to get. It could even be as simple as the two of us just keep getting our signals crossed. Whatever it is all I know is I love that ocean but it seems to be always just out of my reach. Maybe one day I'll be able to tie it down. Or perhaps I should just go visit it during low tide when it's movements are a little easier to pin down.

A Little Mystery

Today is one of those really hazy mornings. This morning before I went into work I went for a walk along the water. And this morning is one of those days where you are lucky if you can see past twenty feet along the water. I never really quite understood fog and where it came from. It probably just was because I didn't really listen in earth science class. Maybe it was one of those things I felt I could never use outside of school. After all I never did plan on becoming a weather person. So it's kinda funny that I'm now curious about where it comes from. Anyway this morning I was thinking that even fog has a beauty to it if you look a little deeper. It has this unrefined natural beauty to it. I know you are thinking what is this chick talking about. Maybe I just not quite sure. Perhaps just like when you are intrigued by a beautiful stranger. There's something mysterious there because you can't see the complete picture. It could be that you think I don't know what I'm talking about, but bear with me for one second. What is that really attracts us to that beautiful stranger? If you ask me it's the fact that they are still are an enigma. There's still this puzzle there that needs to be solved. Of course sometimes that puzzle does do you in. Perhaps that's the reason they said curiosity killed the cat.

Just the Way the Cookie Crumbles

They say that everything in life has a place and a time. And I agree with that there are lots of things that relates to. Relationships, careers, certain events in your life, I could keep going, but I'm not. Maybe you are wondering why, mostly because that's not the point of this blog. I'm sure you are wondering what then is the point. Well, there are those things in life that no matter what don't have a time or a place. There are certain things that no matter what, for whatever reason just aren't meant to be. It can happen just about anywhere in life. For me it's happened in my career, I just wasn't meant to work in the area I majored in college. I eventually realized it just wasn't meant for me my last semester in college. And rather than change my major I just finished up and graduated.

For me though it happened even more in relationships. There were several occasions were for whatever reason, either one or both of us had said, "This just ain't meant to be". Of course, there were times were it was a very easy decision, and then of course times where it was a rather difficult decision. There were times where it was an easy mutual decision. And then there were times, of course, where one of us had a rather difficult time accepting that it would never happen. Let's face it, there are times when there are two people that no matter what the circumstances cannot be. A lot times it simply comes down to something simple like a personality crash, one of the people isn't attracted to other, or there's someone else that's in the picture. It's tough sometimes, but that's just the way the cookie crumbles sometimes.

The Perfect Spot

There's something I've always loved about the beach. And I'm not sure why because I can't swin and have no desire to swim. What's even funnier is if you leave me out there for more than an hour or two I look like I'm Larry the Lobster's long lost sister. So my love for the beach is a little strange to say the least. I'd love to have a house along the beach, but not so much to sit there all day. Though I do love watching the way the waves crash against the sand. But more so I could take a morning stroll along the shoreline and another one in the late afternoon. For some reason, there's always been something about the shoreline that I've found fascinating. You know that sweet spot where the water and sand meet. I've always loved walking along the beach from one end to the other along the shoreline. There's something about that spot that always enticed me. For as long as I can remember I've been entranced by it and found it absolutely beautiful. Maybe because if you ask me it's the perfect spot on the beach. Hey, it's the spot where the sand and the water meet. And I always say can you imagine one without the other. So to me it makes perfect sense that the best place would be where the sand and sea meet. I doubt I'm wrong because look at how many others agree. The crabs and other sea creatures, children, and young and old lovers alike all go there to frolick. They all can't be wrong, there must be something there. Personally I just think it's that the sea and the sand is the perfect merger.

Just a Little...

Life is beautiful...
Life is spectatular...
Something to be cherished...
The one thing in your life...
That should be put on a pedestal...
Life should be worshipped...
Embraced to the fullest...
And if there's something...
You could do...
To make even one minute...
Just a little bit happier...
What's stopping you...
From going and doing it...
Perhaps some of us...
And this includes me...
Are just a little of afraid...
Of being happy...
Because we don't know...
How to react to it...
And everyone fears the unknown...
Because if you think about it...
When was the last time...
You were trully and completely happy...
If you can't remember...
It's time to do something...
That will make you feel that way...

Islands Out in the Sun

Something about them...
I find oh so soothing...
They relax me...
Calm me down...
When I'm feeling blue...
They whisper me sweet nothings...
When I'm feeling tired...
They sing me enchanting lullabies...
And when I'm happy...
You can see them sparkle...
And I know the minute I see them...
My whole face lights up in delight...
Some tease me about my love for them...
But I just don't care...
Cause there's nobody quite like them...
And so there's nothing quite like...
My deep love for them...
My deep sweet ocean blue...

More Than Some New Sensation

Have you ever had a moment or even several in your life where you go, "Didn't that happen in a movie?" It's happened to me before, but it's still a little unnerving. Hey let's face it's a strange to wake up one day and realize that your life resembles a movie plot. I know you could tell me that it depends on the movie, but not necessarily. Even in the best of the circumstances it's still a little disturbing. Unless of course it's one of those movies where you suddenly inherit millions and millions of dollars. I know you could argue with me that a lot movies aren't very likely to happen in real life, like Jurasiac Park for example. But there are some movies that you can see happening in real life, and sometimes if you ask me those are the most disturbing. Like the movie Disclosure for example could very easily happen in real life. I could come up with more, but frankly this blog is starting to get a little boring. Perhaps you could argue it must be exciting to have a life that resembles a movie plot. And that the car chases must be pretty exciting. I'm sure that they aren't as exciting if you are going through them. So needless to say I'm happy there haven't been any of those yet. Maybe I should just be glad my life hasn't started to resemble Weekend at Bernie's, at least as the dead dude. Hey, on the bright side at least he went out with one hell of a party.

How Another Tribute...

Disclaimer: Here we go again... Maybe I'll stick to those classics again...





Here come old flat top... he was one holy roller... he's got hair down to his knees... He were no shoe shined shoes... what's toe jammed football... come together... right now... over to me... he back production... he's one spinal cracker... feel his disease... over me... come... he rolled a coaster... he got muddy water... alright i finally get the muddy water reference... over me... I know i missed a lot... I love the beatles... especially their earlier stuff... come together... after awhile some of their stuff got a little weird to say the least... come together... awww... come together...





ooh... i love this beat... there are keyboards in there i think... whose that knocking on the door... it's gotta be a quarter to 4... you could love me tonight if you want... hot legs wearing me out... Doesn't surprise me that rod stewart is a legs man... I'm a working man... rod stewart a working man... that makes me laugh... maybe he's not talking about the type of work... I love ya honey... that's a strange beat now... ahh there's the other one that I like... yeah those are definetly some ivories he's tickling... hot legs... hot legs... imagine how I felt... I wonder how many women this dude has been thru... i'm so bad... he likes him young... Hey I don't blame him... I like them young too... hot legs... hot legs are wearing me out... hot legs... hot legs... I love ya... whoa... hot legs... I love ya honey...





This thing called love... I can't handle it... I just ... get ready... crazy thing called love... For some reason I like this song... Of course my favorite queen song is fat bottomed girls... then I guess bohemian rapsody... and then we will rock you... I love this solo... I guess most people's favorite would be I will rock you... I guess I'm a little weird... raising a thing called love... can't handle it... well love is is complicated... and I can only imagine how complicated it was for freddie mercury...





ahhh another complicated dude... actually in his case it's probably quite the understatement to say the least... I've always loved how this song starts with the storm... In to this house were born... in this world were thrown... there's a killer on the road... squirming like a toad... this is one of his songs that the lyrics actually make sense... some of them are just so out there... girl you gotta love your man... take him by the hand... make him understand... the life on him depends... i love long solos... especially when they have a thunderstorm... there's something erotic about them... I know i'm weird... riders on the storm... into this house were born... like a dog without a bone... an actor out along... when you think about it the lyrics are very profound... riders on the storm...

Generals gathered in their masses... shit I missed a ton because I wasn't paying attention... in the fields the bodies keep dying... as the war machine keeps turning... I never really listened to the lyrics before... this song isn't exactly happy... of course it is ozzy... what exactly can you expect... he did eat a bat on stage... that was him right... yes i did know that ozzy was in black sabbath... what did he just say... this is one of those songs i live better when the solos are playing... that is pretty unusual for me... I wonder how many drugs ozzy did take... have you ever heard him talk... he's like a walking talking stay away from drugs campaign... now in darkness war stops turning... something about bodies burning... There are a lot post war angry british bands... I know why does that surprise me... Alright I'm bored of doing the lyrics game for this song...

Sweet emotion... sweet emotion... talk about things and nobody cares... wearing out things nobody wears... can't say baby where i'll be in a year... face like a gent... must be part of the wind... she's a real good liar... another good song... they keep coming today... sweet emotion...I pulled into town in the police car... the rabbit done died... I think that was a funny line... shaking your ass... hey when you have mine why not... i know I'm so bad...

I love the long intro for this song... I know what chick from brooklyn likes them... I'm sure I won't be the first... or the last... besides the allman brothers rock... was this the version without the lyrics... who was it that told me this song didn't have any... jessica has lyrics... at least i think it does... maybe i was confusing it with sweet melissa... the tune does sound similar... maybe they are right... oh well... i never used to like long songs with no music... i think they call them jam bands... but lately they have been growing on me...

Another Hot Day

Today is one of those really hot sticky summer afternoons. You know one of those were the minute you walk outside your clothes immediately stick to your body. And there's just this layer of moisture on your skin. One of those days where the minute you walk outside you feel like you need a shower. You know it's one of those days were you wish you could still get away with a run through the sprinklers. Heck it's so hot today I'd even enter a wet t-shirt contest to be able to cool off. Even if the rules are that I have to wear a white t-shirt and no bra. Of course an easier option would be a nice ice cream cone . Ooh I'd love to lick a nice cool ice cream cone right now. Or even better yet a nice ice cream popiscle. On a hot day like today there's nothing quite like licking one of those. Sometimes I'll lick them so fast I'll get brain freeze. It's much better when you do it nice and slow.

The Sand Lot

I've always loved the way the sand felt between my toes. As a child when I would go to the beachI would dig my feet all the way down in the sand so I could really feel the sand. In fact there are times when I still do it, but usually when there is no one else around. And I also love that feeling you get when the waves hit your feet. I always used to love that feeling when the wave first hits. You know how you jump because the water is so cold. There's something about the water and the sand, I've always loved the water and the sand. To me they were the perfect pair. As a child I would play in the water, then run to play in the sand building a sandcastle or whaterver. I'd love the way the sand would feel on my skin, of course until it dried. So I would go in the water to wash it off. I would run back and forth like this all day, to me it was loads of fun. Each time I would run from the water to play in the sand, well more would stick. Needless to say by the end of the day I was quite the mess. My Mom would always complain I was such a pain in the neck to clean up after. I know what's the point of this long story. True it's partially a walk down memory lane. But it's also a reflection upon the beauty of the sand and the sea. How beauiful a pair they are. Maybe it's just me, but I've always thought of them as the perfect match. It could be just because I've always thought the beach was the perfect place to spend a beautiful afternoon. And could you imagine a beach without the sand and the water together. If you ask me that wouldn't be very perfect at all.

Baby I Love Your Way

Has there ever been someone, that no matter what everything they do you think is adorable. You know even when they are annoying it's just so cute. Something about them is totally irresistable, and you're not quite sure why. But when you think about it, it doesn't really matter. It can be a little disturbing at times to feel that way about someone, but at that same time you totally love it. Perhaps it's just because you've never really felt that way before. To some degree you doubt you ever will. Perhaps the only thing you can do is relish it while its theree. And hope that feeling of loving everything about a person will just never go away. And at the same time you can't help but wonder if they feel the same way.

The water calls me...
I hear it's sweet whispers...
As it laps against the shore...
But I must admit...
It's a funny kinda love...
As run towards them...
They just run away...
I'm not sure...
If the waves are just playing hard to get...
Or if there's perhaps...
Something about me...
That's intimating...
Or maybe perhaps...
It's just it's way...

Summer Lovin'

For some reason this past week I'm not quite sure what it is but several of my single friends have been obsessing over their relationship status. I've always heard that people will find it difficult to be single around the winter holidays, but I've noticed lately that a lot of people seem to struggle just as much during the summer. To be honest I'm not sure why, maybe there's something in the water. Or perhaps there's something in the extra humidity or something like that. It could be just because there's all that talk about summer flings that gets tossed around. Let's face it, it's something that is embedded in our culture. Take a look at all the movies we watched growing up that the characters have summer flings. The first two that jump into my mind are of course Grease and Dirty Dancing. There was also that movie where the two lovebirds were always swimming in the water. For the life of me I can't remember the title of that movie. I'm sure you get the point that I'm trying to make, as a society we are taught from a pretty young age that summers are meant for fun. And carefree summer fun includes unhibited sex, and then people wonder why the eighties were the lust generation. I know I sound like a old hag but I guess I just never was good at the one night stand thing. Maybe I don't necessarily demand love and sex together, but I believe you should know them well enough to respect them. Maybe that's just why I never really had a summer fling. Or could understand why all my friends were so obsessive about it.

Only One Key

Love some say...
Is gushy...
Perhaps even mushy...
I say it's both...
But I wouldn't...
Have it any...
Other way than that...
To me it's the right way...
I don't see the point...
If it doesn't make...
My knees knock...
Heartbeat race faster...
Palms all sweaty...
Stomach go flippy flop...
And my face flush...
Just for that one...
Very special person...
That holds the key...

The Only One

I've always wanted a love...
Like the one between...
The earth and the sea...
They have a bond...
That never ends...
And is as old...
As the dawn of time...
Can you imagine...
A love so strong...
All life grew from it...
Even in the drizzling rain...
You can feel the power...
Of a love so strong...
And they make it...
Look so easy...
Maybe we make it...
Too complicated...
For our own good...
All I know is that...
I crave a love...
So strong...
Yet so simple...
At the Same time...
And now I'm sure...
That it's out there...
For me too...

It's All Knowing What Someone Is Feeling

Today is one of those days that you crave to see the sun. You know how they say you don't miss something until it's gone. Well today is one of those days. You immediately know what's missing the minute you walk outside. It's like after a bad breakup, and the person's presence along with all of their belongings is missing. If you ask me it's just like that every time the sun leaves the sky. I crave for the sun to return and for the clouds to leave. Because perhaps then, my love, the sun will return. If you ask me there's nobody I could love in the same special way that I love the sun. Something about my day is incomplete when it's not in the sky. And if you ask me, it's something really special that just its presence can put such a huge smile on my face. Just seeing it makes my heartbeat faster, and my face flush. Somehow, someway the sun brightens up my entire day. For that I'll always no matter what I'll love it so.

After Midnight

Disclaimer: I haven't looked up anything on Wikipedia in awhile, so I figured I would start again. And go back to where it all started classic rock. The title should have been a clue. Though I must admit I didn't come up the title at first. I'll probably add it later. I bet you wondering why Eric Clapton, well he was the second classic rock artist I really got into. Aerosmith was of course first, maybe I should look them up too. Alright here we go.

I didn't know his middle name was Patrick, I'm learning something already. Wow he named two of his instruments, that's hot. This is pretty cool he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame three times. And Rolling Stone listed him as the 4th greatest guitarist of all time. They also rated him 53 on the list of immortals, the greatest artists of all time. Gee I didn't know that Clapton was in the Yardbirds, for some reason that surprises me. I know this totally off topic but wow the Yardbirds had three really great guitarists, in this order, Clapton, Beck and then Page. Aah now we go to his days with Cream, now that was a really kick ass band. It's kinda funny now, I can't believe I never realized what an influence Hendrix had on Cream. But looking back it totally makes sense when you think about the sound. I never trully realized how much Cream really changed the role of the instrumental. In many ways I've always associated that with bands like the Who and Led Zeppelin.

There was the time that he was in the band Blind Faith, which to be quite honest I don't know much about. I never realized that Steve Winwood was in that band. The band only did one album and concert tour and only lasted one year. I thought his first solo album would have been much earlier, and I always thought After Midnight was his song. Aah now we are up to the Derek and The Dominos era. I was always wondering where that name came from. But apparently its because a previous performer misprounced Eric and the Dynamos. That's kinda funny whekindfunny when you think about it. Here's the famous part of the story with Lalya. Clapthon worte it after he fell in love with George Harrison's wife and she rejected his advances. Ididn't know it was also inspired by this other story called the story of Layla and Majnun I guess that's where the name Lalya comes from. I didn't realize that this band had so much drama surrounding it's bandmates.

Wow I didn't know that he actually was involved with George Harrison's wife and eventually married her. I knew that Lalya was inspired by her, but I didn't know that so was Wonderful Tonight. The article then goes onto his solo career, I don't feel I need to repeat it all here. Typical for lots of celebrities he had an affair and a secret daughter. Here's the part about when his son died which inspired Tears in Heaven, which was of course the first song by Clapton that I liked. It of course inspired me to listen to more of his songs. The article then describes his modern career and him settling down. He's memoirs were recently sold for a reported 4 million dollars. To be honest I'm surprised one hasn't been written.

And They Play On...

They play sweet lullabies...
To get my attention...
Each and every day...
And everyday I can't wait...
To hear one more tune...
Their melodies are enchanting...
Each and every note...
Draws me closer to them...
I wish I could sit there...
All day long...
And listen to their sweet melodies...
My heart loving them...
A little more with each beat...
As each wave comes closer...
To the shore I can feel...
My heart start beating faster...
And my stomach in my chest...
Just cause I'm getting excited...
With anticipation of the beautiful sounds...
The waves are going to make...

One of My True Loves

Today is one of those really beautiful summer mornings. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, bees are buzzing, and there are flowers all over the place. The sky is bright and clear with a few scattered puffy marshellow clouds. These clouds are most beautiful when they are in their rightful spot, secondary to the sun. On a day like today you can feel the warmth of the sun's rays. The sun lights up the whole sky. I love the way the sun makes the water sparkle and shimmer. To me today is just another one of those perfect lazy, hazy days that makes you want to spend the whole day outside cherishing the sun. Hey to me that's the way day like today are meant to be spent. Just sitting, laying, playing around enjoying the sun's beauty. And if you ask me, the most ironic part is that the sun doesn't seem to understand how beautiful it is. Others are jealous of its beauty and try to overpower it. The clouds, the wind, the rain, snow. Even the rainbow which the sun helps to create tries to overshadow it. But the sun shouldn't worry because no matter what none of them will be able to come close to the sun's beauty and strength. Not even if you combine them all together. You could say it's just me, but the sun will always be my first love.

Summertime

Today is one of those trully beautiful summer days. It's one of those perfect days you wish could last forever. One of those days you see on postcards or see in the movies. There are blue skies as far as the eyes can see, a just a few scattered clouds. You know those types of fluffy white clouds that look like you could flip them with a pancake turner. And you would love to spend the whole day outside doing something like throwing a frisbee or lounging around on a hammock. Just because when you see days like today in the movies, that's exactly what they are doing. Days like today should be cherished and every moment appreciated. Because let's face it, as much as we wish, beautiful summer days like this don't last forever. So grab someone special throw a frisbee and smell the flowers.

What It Does To Me...

The water it glistens...
It shines in this special way...
In many ways it just calls to me...
Asks for me by name...
Tells me to jump into...
It's wide outstreched arms...
So I could feel its embrace...
Let its sweet love surround me...
Envelop my world...
Open my horizons...
Help me to dream...
Bigger and wider...
And reach for the far off horizon...

Nothing But Love...

When I look in your eyes...
I see the special way...
That your eyes twinkle...
From across the room...
It's as if it's just for me...
Nothing in the world...
Makes me feel more special...
All I need is your presense...
In the room...
And I swear...
I can feel the earth move...
All I want to do...
Is scream my love for you...
From the rooftop...
So that all can hear...
Or perhaps write it in a tree...
Just like childhood sweethearts...
Because you make me feel like...
I'm a child all over again...
With sweaty palms...
Butterflies in my stomach...
And my heart racing...
All that happens because...
There's suddenly someone...
As special as you in my small little world...
And I'm afraid if I close my eyes...
You may suddenly just disappear...

Relationship Musings

Just today one of my female co-workers and I were talking about dating and relationships. To be honest it's something that comes up a lot. Hey, we are two single females sitting one cubicle apart. It's just something that's naturally gonna come up on a regular basis. And like most single women in New York we've both come across some indivuals that simply can't handle emotional commitment. What I mean by emotional commitment isn't just promising not to see other women. No it's something much deeper and broader than that. Emotional commitment is the ability to trully open up oneself. You know express one's deepest hopes and dreams, fears and emotions. If you ask me this breed has become more and more common. And where it used to be exclusive to men, it has in recent time become a cross-gender phenomon. I'm sure you want an example, probably no surprise my best example is of course Mr Big from Sex in the City. Let's face the man had some major emotional commitment issues. The man couldn't even commit to signing his name on a gift for a wedding. And to a certain extent I can understand where they are coming from. I don't think it's on purpose to be mean or vengeful. The older we get the more fear holds us back. Let's face it, most of have been burned and we have this fear about getting burned again. And rather than spend time trying to work on our fear, we jump into relationships without dealing with it. I'm glad that I did, and now I know that with the right person I would be able to emotional commit.

All That I Need...

Have you ever felt their touch...
When they are far way...
Heard them whisper your name...
Tell you that they love you...
You can feel the way they breathe...
Swear you hear their heartbeat...
Late at night as you fall asleep...
And you wake up in cold sweat...
Because you could swear...
That you were in their arms...
And then once you are awake...
You remember they were never there...
But you know they are there...
Out there somewhere...
Waking up at the same time...
Reaching for your arms...

You Are All That I Need

Each day you call me...
I hear you whisper my name...
Asking me to jump into you wide arms...
To fill your wide spread reaches...
But everytime I come closer...
You move further from me...
I can't decide if...
You are playing hard to get...
Or if you just are confused...
Because everytime I look at you...
I can see the way...
That you sparkle and shine...
In my presence...
Oh sweet water the way...
You tease and taunt me...
Drives me oh so nuts...

Good Vs Evil

It's hard to believe that today is already the first of July. It seems this year is flying by. For some reason it seems like each year goes faster than the one before. Maybe it's just me, or perhaps it really can be true. I remember as a child each year dragging. In many ways it felt like each birthday couldn't come fast enough. Sometimes you get what you wish for, but now that the passing years seem to go faster and faster. Maybe when you think about it, that's irony at its finest. Sometimes I find it funny how irony can sometimes bite you in the ass. Just look at any of the Shakespearean tragedies. Any of the characters that were planning all these devious schemes usually died a horrible death. Hey that doesn't usually happen in real life. It's kinda hard we don't have the guillotine any more. But call me naive I'm one of those people that believes good works out in the end, and that evil will fail.