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[22 Mar 2011|12:11am]
i crushed the itsy bitsy spider in the palm of my hand
when i found out that santa wasn't real, and neither was the sandman.

when i stayed up past eight to watch television
then i got grounded because i slept in.

when straight a's substituted for creativity
and high test scores replaced the imagination which was taken away from me.

when my homework was late and the family movies passed due
when, for dinner, all we had to eat was the burnt stew.

when i got pulled over by a police officer
when i was going forty five in a forty four.

when i got evicted for staying up all night
instead of coming home when the street lamps became bright.

when i started working overtime in order to pay bills
when the heater became broken and my girlfriend had the chills.

when i learned how to make dinner, and cook
when i traded in my sink and rag for a dishwasher and soap.

when i got so old i could finally make some plans
when i found out music was supposed to sound like the clash.

when i learned that 45's spun faster than lp's
when, on my sandwiches, i decide to go with veggies and some cheese.

and at the end i would always choose honey mustard dressing,
i don't want to grow up, like tom waits and the ramones sing.
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diggin' his shades [03 Jan 2011|03:02am]
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[28 Mar 2010|01:19am]
let's dance.
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[22 Oct 2009|10:01am]
we are the misbehaving agency
we are defiant, leaving lasting legacies
with the most rancid of reputations,
we do not give in to ignorant negotiations.
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bootlegger blues [13 Oct 2009|11:20pm]
bootlegging brews
with my mesilla crew
we gots big bottles of booze
no hints of shot glass taboos
blue mice drive the cars
for the priests to the bars
when i feel my belly grumble
my hand reaches for the bottle
then i take a couple schwills
swallow a mouthful of bubbles
my tongue starts to tremble
the words turn to rubble
both legs become jelly
and i start to stumble
clowns and jesters drinkin' gin
we prohibit the prohibition
beer is proof that god loves us,
and wants us to be happy
yes, do drink and be merry
there's no time to get sappy
puttin' the pocket in my flask
a nice buzz not yet trashed
if the fish aren't a bother
we'll drink by the river
yep, i do drink in the shower
indulge in whiskey after hours
i'm one helluva bootlegger
a mesilla valley moonshiner
we sometimes laugh in desolation
this is our vomit filled revolution
free drinks, noone has to pay
well you know what they say
what whiskey can't cure
there is no cure for
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[08 Oct 2009|12:32am]
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[21 Aug 2009|10:48am]
ahhhhhh yeah!
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[23 Jul 2009|02:14am]
should i really state how i feel?

i think it would upset you.

who the fuck are you anyway?
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[16 Jul 2009|01:55am]
how strange life really is.
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[03 Jul 2009|07:37pm]
i have been on this livejournal ish fer five years now, and i usually glue in the songs i'm listening to while i do it, abstract rude right now fer example. well...here they ish.

livejournal tracks: 2004Collapse )
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[23 Jun 2009|03:47am]
everything worked out exactly like planned...unexpectedly.
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[09 Jun 2009|04:13pm]
albuquerque, i am here
i went through my parents records yesterday

rolling stones
david bowie
pink floyd
herbie hancock

and many more great albums.

i'm thinkin' of gettin' my parents a record player fer father's day. hm, not too sure how that would turn out. hopefully pretty alright.

got dropped off by the frontier
hung out and grubbed a bit
afternoon i met up with chelsea
then bailed so she could get ready
she then saw land of the lost
and said it was great, very funny
skated around for a while
kicked it with holly and her boyfriend
drama, of course, haha
not because of me, though, which is nice

day before that
i got to see erica
and the two of us wandered around
talking frequently
we ate some cheba hut (their humble sandwhich is great)
then relaxed on campus and kissed a little bit

tonight i am going to have some sushi with me folks
then maybe give danica the tattoo idea she wanted me to draw fer her
tomorrow afternoon we may have lunch with the grandparents
in the evening i'm planning on seein' nelson
and probly spend the night at his pad
so we can wake up and have cereal while watching some cartoons
in the afternoon i think holly, john, and i will have a few brews together
and in the evening, i think tasha may be down to kick it.

friday is completely empty, so i oughta go to rio rancho
see my ex-girlfriend and her family to get mail
that'll be fun.

saturday is my birthday and i get to see erica
we will probly do put put, and i don't know what will happen next

i leave sunday.
i should look up some of the bars to see if any locals are playin' some shows.

cool, well hit me up if yer still in town also.

505 553 2847

peace, love, etc
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[02 Jun 2009|10:48am]

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[22 May 2009|10:35am]
in thegreatxavier's theme of posting dead animals, here's my contribution:

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[18 May 2009|12:48am]
Old Hauntings in
the Mesilla Mansion

atop the swamp,
behind the hill,
in the mesilla mansion
resides a rowdy gang
of bootleggers and smugglers
who keep the place full of wretched sin.

the distillery is open
with fine women to wine and dine.
the boys are gathered here,
so pour a pint of that tasty moonshine!

over by the billiards is the owner, johnny barleycorn
with his steady sweetheart, anne sexton, standing next to him

the three drunkards in the kitchen
are some of the fiercest of criminals, gutter punks, and hooligans
all infamous fer their disgusting demeanor,
headlines tell tales of their robberies,
sawed off shotguns, six shooters, shootin’ sheriffs, and shit.
with the crack of a bottle cap, the three take a drink.

the distillery is open
with fine women to wine and dine.
the boys are gathered here,
so pour a pint of that tasty moonshine!

two men in the living room are chatting it up
sippin’ on their glasses, getting nice and slobbery drunk.
the plans discussed are their methods of mischief and mayhem.
beside the couch, looking out of the window sits a lady,
marvelous at her worst, she makes everyone in the room

the most magnificent con artist
makes the mark enjoy being ripped off.

the distillery is open
with fine women to wine and dine.
the boys are gathered here,
so pour a pint of that tasty moonshine
stumblin’ down the stairs is good ol’ henry antrim,
seein’ pink elephants and blue mice,
singin’ drinking songs from times long past

the distillery is open
with fine women to wine and dine.
the boys are gathered here,
so pour a pint of that tasty moonshine!
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[10 May 2009|05:45am]
cops with dogs
illegal searches

what a great day.
i think i'm going to sleep until
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[06 May 2009|03:35pm]
when is the night going to come
is summer ever going to end
has it even began?
will there be time for vacation
when i'm laughing?
what time do you think it is?
let's go shoot some hoops.
oh, it's too hot outside?
eh, fuck it then.
let's just chill
and relax.
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from labor days, here's aesop rock [29 Apr 2009|12:46pm]
watch this

then this

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[29 Apr 2009|12:16pm]
there's one reason
i'm tellin' you this
i feels bad
and i'ma lookin' fer a kiss

New York Dolls Tour Dates:
05/20/09 Wed Belly Up Tavern Solana Beach, CA
05/21/09 Thu Henry Fonda Theatre Los Angeles, CA
05/22/09 Fri House of Blues Anaheim, CA
05/24/09 Sun The Grand Ballroom at The Regency Center San Francisco, CA
05/26/09 Tue Berbati's Pan Portland, OR
05/27/09 Wed El Corazon Seattle, WA
05/28/09 Thu Richard's on Richards Vancouver, BC
05/31/09 Sun Bluebird Theater Denver, CO
06/02/09 Tue Diamond Ballroom Oklahoma City, OK*
06/03/09 Wed House Of Blues Dallas, TX*
06/04/09 Thu House of Blues Houston, TX*
06/05/09 Fri Emo's Alternative Lounge Austin, TX*
06/07/09 Sun House of Blues New Orleans, LA*
06/09/09 Tue State Theatre St Petersburg, FL @ *
06/10/09 Wed House of Blues Orlando, FL*
06/13/09 Sat Center Stage Atlanta, GA*
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the only guarantee in life is a life worth dying for. [23 Apr 2009|10:38pm]
when i wake up, i think of sleeping.
when i'm awake, i think of slumber.
when i'm tired, i think of crashing.

school work is killer, keeping me busy.
my astronomy lab is going to fuck me,
the other classes seem to be chill.

stress is getting to me
i think tonight is for relaxing.

"Only guarantee in life is death or a headfuck."
smart went crazy
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