Coo, im better

"What's your favorite dish?

I'm not gonna cook it

but I'll order it from Zanzibar!!!"

Emotion: Crappy
Song: Tribute

Be you angles?

and we said

Nay, we are but men FUCK




...Just a tribute

Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get runover or you might get shot Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Never start no static I just get it off my chest
Take a small example A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got It's within my reach
And the sublime style's still straight from long beach
It all comes back to you you're gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot, hits the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me

yah man

A person is smart. People are dumb.

Everything they've ever "known" has been proven to be wrong. A thousand years ago
everybody knew as a fact, that the earth was the center of the universe. Five
hundred years ago, they knew it was flat. Fifteen minutes ago, you knew we humans
were alone on it. Imagine what you'll know tomorrow.

sometimes, i'm not sure I care

If you walk away, I'll walk away

I had a sudden realization today:

We are brought up to not help people that are far enough done that their problems will effect our life. My heart, brain, and body wamt to stop on the side of the road and help people I don't know, but my instinct says why? Why would you stop, take time out of your own life, and do something that won't reap you anything? I need to over come my instincts.


But greed is a bottomless pit And our freedom’s a joke We’re just taking a piss And the whole world must watch the sad comic display If you’re still free start running away

My suit coat was the last piece. I was ready. All dressed up, had my horn, and the quintet had already awrmed up. We went to where everything was set up and got our instruments. We took our cases to the back and got our horns out and got ready to play. We played various classical songs with a few others thrown in between. We played for a good hour for our audience. Then, when we were finished, we left our chairs and stands and put our instruments away. As I was walking back, I reflected. Walking past the shampoo, and the pop and candy. Next past the childrens toys and cheap gimmicks. I thought on how I am going to look back on this day, our first gig. Then I left, walking out the doors of the Dollar General thinking what our next gig is going to be.