new sounds

the best thing about having tiffany's computer brains.

is the music.

just wait and see.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v3btsqMgFEs

i need new glasses

everything is so blurry these days.

also, i want a piano. and somewhere to put it.

my feet are still brokenish from the race last saturday, and there is little laughter for their healing. which is too bad.


milwaukee was a wonderful, and much needed, good time. the show was great. the people were great. the food/music/time all great.
i just cannot wait for colorado in november.
i'm sure it will change my life.

i need mountain boots.

riding home has gotten so much colder

i'm not sure which feels worse....

trying to forget, or feeling forgotten.
probably the latter, since the former isn't working.

stories and souls

i love this. first of all. heard it in church last sunday and knew instantly that it was who it is. and i love them.

secondly. this is a storysongpoem that i wrote back at the beginning of september. whilst lying on the grass at pritzker. after having listened to mr smith & the gang.

someday, there will be notes that accompany these words.
but that day. . . is not today.


the adventures of
sally and joe, you may know
they traveled the world
with each other.

they looked and they looked
but liked not what they found, so
they went home and built
there, another.

it was tall it was
small and it always was fall
the world that they built
for each other.

it was sally they
say who would giggle all day
and make the leaves dance
all a flutter.

there were mountains and
trees but not one bumble bee
and joe made a fly
out of butter.

there they sit holding
hands, in their own little land
not one needing more
than the other.

closed.

i don't know what to say.

this is one of the worst feelings i have ever felt. in my whole life. ever.

but i will be patient.
and i will try to fix my life.
i don't know what my new life will look like.
but when i find it, i will reach out.
and maybe a friend will be there.
to hold my hand.

forever.

just stay there. in my head.

i love this song. i decided to watch/listen to it about 6 minutes ago, so i youtubed it, and it started loading. then. i saw this song in the side bar and thought to myself, oooooooh that one's next. then, i checked my email. and my second song was just sitting there. already waiting for me.

such one-minded-ness is staggering.


also, i can strum strum strum along with those ten thousand words.

i.love.music.

my LIFE

is being. . . . ridiculous.

and painful.



i think blush&bashful might have more lyrics coming its way.

home lyrics.
head over heels lyrics.
fall lyrics.
falling lyrics.

all kinds.

death by rain bullets

scooting in the rain is the absolute worst.

absolutely.


problem 1: my scooter glasses have no windshield wipers.
problem 2: my helmet does nothing to prevent my face from getting continuously painfully pelted by little bullets of rain whizzing through the air at forty miles an hour.
problem 3: my gloves are useless against the freezing air rushing through the thin skin on my poor delicate fingers thereby rendering them useless for a good ten minutes after i get home.

these are my only qualms. the cold isn't even that bad yet. it's just all this wet that makes it miserable.

in other news, my Fall Church Tour is continuing tomorrow. i'm planning on going to The Painted Door, as per the advice of a long-lost-aquaintance and promised-future-friend, joshua willis. josh was an acting major three years ahead of me at school, and we ran into each other at a party a couple weeks back and had a lovely conversation about life and God and film and things.

SO. that's the plan.

and we're one step closer to 820.
now i'm just waiting on my hamburger.


ps, it's october for cryin' out loud.
get it? this year is almost over?
Get It?