"...Well I want you to understand somethin'. To me, being perfect is not about that scoreboard out there. It's not about winning. It's about you and your relationship to yourself and your family and your friends.
Being perfect is about being able to look your friends in the eye and know that you didn't let them down, because you told them the truth. And that truth is that you did everything that you could. There wasn't one more thing that you could've done. Can you live in that moment, as best you can, with clear eyes and love in your heart?
With joy in your heart?
If you can do that gentlemen, then you're perfect.
I want you to take a moment. And I want you to look each other in the eyes. I want you to put each other in your hearts forever, because forever's about to happen here in just a few minutes.
Boys, my heart is full. My heart's full."
~Friday Night Lights
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
Wednesday Night
~Jason
There was drama, oh yes!!
What should have been an easy evening was like sitting in a three leg chair. The tension was being poured out one & a half at a time and I don't know why.
Friends on edge, lovers ignoring each other, and strangers perched like vultures waiting to prey on either. This was one of those nights I'm glad I had that "invisible" quality.
A tiny, green frog jumped from a bar tap and landed on my shoulder. "What's up with these people tonight?" he said.
"Hell if I know...Full moon maybe?" I replied.
The frog laughed. "I don't come out on full moons...I know a cool little place up the road. Wanna go?"
"Sure, lets get outta of this amateur night."
I grabbed my smokes, finished my beer and headed towards the door. As I watched the frog hop out the entrance he stopped and saw me looking at him puzzled.
"What?" said the frog. I smiled,
"How little is this place?"
We laughed and went on our way...
There was drama, oh yes!!
What should have been an easy evening was like sitting in a three leg chair. The tension was being poured out one & a half at a time and I don't know why.
Friends on edge, lovers ignoring each other, and strangers perched like vultures waiting to prey on either. This was one of those nights I'm glad I had that "invisible" quality.
A tiny, green frog jumped from a bar tap and landed on my shoulder. "What's up with these people tonight?" he said.
"Hell if I know...Full moon maybe?" I replied.
The frog laughed. "I don't come out on full moons...I know a cool little place up the road. Wanna go?"
"Sure, lets get outta of this amateur night."
I grabbed my smokes, finished my beer and headed towards the door. As I watched the frog hop out the entrance he stopped and saw me looking at him puzzled.
"What?" said the frog. I smiled,
"How little is this place?"
We laughed and went on our way...
Friday, December 7, 2007
the goofy loser fuck that shot up the mall
~Cosmo
i can see it now...another bunch of stupid unpopular kids watching what a big deal the media is making over this piece of shit that shot up the mall in nebraska. you don't think they want a piece of that action? hell yeah! because what is going on in their lives? just like the useless fuck that did the shooting they are approaching adulthood and the responsibilities that they didn't have before are practically crashing down on them now! job/rent/bills/gas a date these days costs 50 dollars minimum! what to do? what to do? hey! let's shoot up a mall or train station or a mcdonalds. that way you get all the attention that other kid got & you can be a star too. this country is based on this shit...cowboys & indians - good guys & bad guys shooting it out in the rootin tootin wild west! it's all media hype! bullshit! just today every media outlet in the world are releasing new surveillance pics of this dumb ass walking thru the mall shooting at his human targets - here he is by the mannequin about to shoot up billy & suzy & brad! and we all gape at this shit and shake our heads saying inside...i'm just glad it wasn't me hehehe but i'll look @ all the pictures because i'm such a loser boring fuck that all i can do to derive pleasure is to slow down and look at the poor bleeding accident victim....ah, poor guy (glad it's not me) ok, time to speed up again! the media creates these little useless fucks! and WE eat it up. it's supply and demand...it's feeding the christians to the lions! YEAH! that's why the 5 o'clock news never has good news anymore, that's known as fluff...who wants fluff? i just noticed where one of these pedophile hot teachers was banned from capitalizing on anything that has to do w/ her case for her entire 8 yr probationary period. that means no movie of the week...no book deals...no sexy interviews where all the sexual positions are discussed in some porn mag. and you know what? when it's over and she's done w/ her 8 yr probation, nobodies really going to care about her sexy crime anymore because the entire passionate situation has been diffused! it's rendered a non story! so this dickhead who shot up the mall...when he was watching the other fuck who was shooting up dairy queen or the greyhound bus terminal and getting all the star treatment...if THAT guy was simply referred to as the gunman w/ no pictures & no in depth expose about his stupid lonely past, maybe this nebraska mall shooter would have just turned off the tv & found some other way of being famous. but the media is always there to remind us, that there is hope...you can be a serial killer or highway sniper or a terrorist who blows up buildings full of people instead. who wants to be famous finding a cure for aids or cancer? that takes too much work.
See more Cosmo here: http://www.myspace.com/heeerescosmo
i can see it now...another bunch of stupid unpopular kids watching what a big deal the media is making over this piece of shit that shot up the mall in nebraska. you don't think they want a piece of that action? hell yeah! because what is going on in their lives? just like the useless fuck that did the shooting they are approaching adulthood and the responsibilities that they didn't have before are practically crashing down on them now! job/rent/bills/gas a date these days costs 50 dollars minimum! what to do? what to do? hey! let's shoot up a mall or train station or a mcdonalds. that way you get all the attention that other kid got & you can be a star too. this country is based on this shit...cowboys & indians - good guys & bad guys shooting it out in the rootin tootin wild west! it's all media hype! bullshit! just today every media outlet in the world are releasing new surveillance pics of this dumb ass walking thru the mall shooting at his human targets - here he is by the mannequin about to shoot up billy & suzy & brad! and we all gape at this shit and shake our heads saying inside...i'm just glad it wasn't me hehehe but i'll look @ all the pictures because i'm such a loser boring fuck that all i can do to derive pleasure is to slow down and look at the poor bleeding accident victim....ah, poor guy (glad it's not me) ok, time to speed up again! the media creates these little useless fucks! and WE eat it up. it's supply and demand...it's feeding the christians to the lions! YEAH! that's why the 5 o'clock news never has good news anymore, that's known as fluff...who wants fluff? i just noticed where one of these pedophile hot teachers was banned from capitalizing on anything that has to do w/ her case for her entire 8 yr probationary period. that means no movie of the week...no book deals...no sexy interviews where all the sexual positions are discussed in some porn mag. and you know what? when it's over and she's done w/ her 8 yr probation, nobodies really going to care about her sexy crime anymore because the entire passionate situation has been diffused! it's rendered a non story! so this dickhead who shot up the mall...when he was watching the other fuck who was shooting up dairy queen or the greyhound bus terminal and getting all the star treatment...if THAT guy was simply referred to as the gunman w/ no pictures & no in depth expose about his stupid lonely past, maybe this nebraska mall shooter would have just turned off the tv & found some other way of being famous. but the media is always there to remind us, that there is hope...you can be a serial killer or highway sniper or a terrorist who blows up buildings full of people instead. who wants to be famous finding a cure for aids or cancer? that takes too much work.
See more Cosmo here: http://www.myspace.com/heeerescosmo
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Dreams
Dreams… I like them.
The feeling in the morning when you’re awake but still in touch with the surreal world you’ve just visited. Emotions and feelings not attached to words. You’re not there anymore but you’re not here yet. You leave the dream plane and walk towards the terminal of reality with a quiet subtle euphoria drifting away…
Then….
“Morning!”
“How ya feeling this morning?”
“Ya sleep alright?”
It’s gone…
Can’t even remember what you were dreaming about. Words attach to your thoughts like a virus and in a split second you’re back to the limited scheduled, ruled, world of reality.
Damn!
The feeling in the morning when you’re awake but still in touch with the surreal world you’ve just visited. Emotions and feelings not attached to words. You’re not there anymore but you’re not here yet. You leave the dream plane and walk towards the terminal of reality with a quiet subtle euphoria drifting away…
Then….
“Morning!”
“How ya feeling this morning?”
“Ya sleep alright?”
It’s gone…
Can’t even remember what you were dreaming about. Words attach to your thoughts like a virus and in a split second you’re back to the limited scheduled, ruled, world of reality.
Damn!
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