I’m just breaking out of a cold listening to DJ HeavyGrinder and I realized I haven’t posted anything since 2011. So I figured I should share this track with you, in order to get you a glimpse of my life. A lot has happened since last November, and whether anyone is still reading this blog or not, I owe it to myself for an update. Who knows one day my future generations may read these words. But alas, I am in a dark room right now and until I find some light, I will have to save my breath. I wish you all a great year ahead. Please enjoy this piece of a forbidden fruit.
Being one with life is being one with NOW. You then realize that you don’t live your life, but life lives you. Life is the dancer, you are the dance.
Everyone lives for something, and seeks the next big whatever in their life. Surfers are always looking for the next wave, while poor people in third world countries beat their bones for their next meal. Business people live for the next deal, and good doctors live to save the next life.
I myself live for the next thrill, I think. Something about that rush in my veins fulfills me.
Either way it’s an addiction and we’re all addicts.
But to top it all, Americans live for the next high. They work hard 5 days a week, sometimes 7, so they can get piss drunk in an alley and make fun of the next president, crippled person, or a philosopher with a new doctrine.
I may be biased, but hey, share a joint, and happy Sunday everyone!
Sometimes our lives can be twisted and complicated, but behind it all is hidden beauty.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
PS: If you don’t get it, notice the white heart bokeh in the background.
my buddy christian posted this kid rock song on his blog in tribute of the current economic recess. i’m not sure what demon got into him, he said memories from karaoke did, but i’m sure only God knows why. so here we go…
I’ve been sittin here
Tryin to find myself
I get behind myself
I need to rewind myself
Lookin for the payback
Listen for the playback
They say that every man bleeds just like me
And I feel like number one
Yet I’m last in line
I watch my youngest son
And it helps to pass the time
I take too many pills it helps to ease the pain
I made a couple of dollar bills, but still I feel the same
Everybody knows my name
They say it way out loud
A lot of folks fuck with me
It’s hard to hang out in crowds
I guess that’s the price you pay
To be some big shot like I am
Out stretched hands and one night stands
Still I can’t find love
And when your walls come tumbling down
I will always be around
People don’t know about the things I say and do
They don’t understand about the shit that I’ve been through
It’s been so long since I’ve been home
I’ve been gone, I’ve been gone for way too long
Maybe I forgot all the things I miss
Oh somehow I know there’s more to life than this
I said it too many times
And I still stand firm
You get what you put in
And people get what they deserve
Still I ain’t seen mine
No I ain’t seen mine
I’ve been giving just ain’t been gettin
I’ve been walking that there line
So I think I’ll keep a walking
With my head held high
I’ll keep moving on and only God knows why
Only God…Only God
Only God knows why
Only God…knows…why, why, why
Only God knows why
Take me to the river hey
Take me to the river
i don’t know where i’ve been all these years not to have discovered scribefire but i found it today and it looks kick-ass. so i’m testing it now and if it at all increases my blogging productivity (yeah like that even exists) then i’ll probably stick to it and forget about ecto.
so here we go, i’m posting this.
i decided 2000 projects were too much so i’m doubling my fees for web design to $1000 a project (which is still very reasonable). now i’m left with only 1000 projects to get my million and i got about 997 to go.
hey a guy’s gotta live.
I like my laptop sleek and black with glowing ambience at the back. I like it light and thin I can hide it in my bag and take it places I go. I like how it sits strong on the desk and can last hours wire-free at the cafes. I like how girls steal glances when they pass and fantasize my 5 pound machinery. I like how it has a brain large enough to contest with the library of Alexandria. I like how it collects more tunes than Lollapalooza and plays flicks you don’t see on cable.
But. it. breaks. my. fucking. back.
Maybe I need one of these.
I’m finally caught up with WordPress 2.1.3 but WordPress 2.2 is just around the corner. Ok maybe I’m not so caught up since I still have a few blogs to upgrade but it feels good to be caught up here at the very least.
There, enough geek talk.
Now as far as work’s concerned I’m still waaaaay behind schedule. So I guess I’m not caught up at all.
Ok so it’s simple. I start making websites for clients again and I charge around $500 a project. Multiply that by 2000 projects and I have my first million!!
Ok maybe it’s not that simple, but dS has already done at least three in the past month and there’s two more coming. So that would leave us 1995 to go. Yay!!