I don't want her back, I just want her to admit her feelings for me.
-House
Monday, July 24, 2006
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Music : Response
Bartlet: Then I ask again, what is the virtue of a proportional response?
Fitzwallace: It isn’t virtuous Mr. President. It’s all there is sir.
Bartlet: It is not all there is.
-The West Wing
Fitzwallace: It isn’t virtuous Mr. President. It’s all there is sir.
Bartlet: It is not all there is.
-The West Wing
Talk to Myself
I talk to myself, 'cause there's no one else to talk to
People ask me why, why I do what I do.
-Christopher Williams
People ask me why, why I do what I do.
-Christopher Williams
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Control
I may not always be able to control my thoughts, feelings, or reactions, but I can certainly control my actions.
Execution
Agent: I'm sorry, we have no mid-size available at the moment.
Jerry: I don't understand, I made a reservation, do you have my reservation?
Agent: Yes, we do, unfortunately we ran out of cars.
Jerry: But the reservation keeps the car here. That's why you have the reservation.
Agent: I know why we have reservations.
Jerry: I don't think you do. If you did, I'd have a car. See, you know how to take the reservation, you just don't know how to *hold* the reservation and that's really the most important part of the reservation, the holding. Anybody can just take them.
-Seinfeld
Jerry: I don't understand, I made a reservation, do you have my reservation?
Agent: Yes, we do, unfortunately we ran out of cars.
Jerry: But the reservation keeps the car here. That's why you have the reservation.
Agent: I know why we have reservations.
Jerry: I don't think you do. If you did, I'd have a car. See, you know how to take the reservation, you just don't know how to *hold* the reservation and that's really the most important part of the reservation, the holding. Anybody can just take them.
-Seinfeld
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Potential
You don't understand. I could've had class. I could've been a contender. I could've been somebody...
-On the Waterfront
-On the Waterfront
Hazy Shade of Winter
Time, time, time
See what's become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to please
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the salvation army band
Down by the riverside
It's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned
Carry a cup in your hand
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes my friend
That's an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around
Grass is high
Fields are ripe
It's the springtime of my life
Seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
It's a hazy shade of winter
Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
-The Bangles (P. Simon)
See what's become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to please
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the salvation army band
Down by the riverside
It's bound to be a better ride
Than what you've got planned
Carry a cup in your hand
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
Is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes my friend
That's an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around
Grass is high
Fields are ripe
It's the springtime of my life
Seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
Look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky
It's a hazy shade of winter
Look around
Leaves are brown
There's a patch of snow on the ground
-The Bangles (P. Simon)
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Anger
Lavender "Popeye" Wolfmeyer:
Anger and resentment can stop you in your tracks...
The only upside to anger, then... is the person you become. Hopefully someone that wakes up one day and realizes they're not afraid to take the journey, someone that knows that the truth is, at best, a partially told story. That anger, like growth, comes in spurts and fits, and in its wake, leaves a new chance at acceptance, and the promise of calm.
Then again, what do I know? I'm only a child.
-The Upside of Anger
Anger and resentment can stop you in your tracks...
The only upside to anger, then... is the person you become. Hopefully someone that wakes up one day and realizes they're not afraid to take the journey, someone that knows that the truth is, at best, a partially told story. That anger, like growth, comes in spurts and fits, and in its wake, leaves a new chance at acceptance, and the promise of calm.
Then again, what do I know? I'm only a child.
-The Upside of Anger
Catharsis
Tony: You know, sometimes what happens in here is like taking a shit.
Dr. Melfi: I prefer to think of it more like childbirth.
Tony: Trust me, it's like taking a shit.
-The Sopranos
Dr. Melfi: I prefer to think of it more like childbirth.
Tony: Trust me, it's like taking a shit.
-The Sopranos
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Friday, July 14, 2006
Brain Damage
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
-Pink Floyd (R. Waters)
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
-Pink Floyd (R. Waters)
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Choice
The power of choice is an empowering byproduct of a convoluted brain.
I can choose to give in to temptation, buy a pack of smokes, inundate myself with summer re-runs as I munch on some Cheetos, and continue to let life idly pass me by, or ...
I can get up, put on some socks, and ride the bike for half an hour.
Even if it is just to alleviate the guilt, it'd be in my best interest to ride the bike.
Ok getting up now, ...
Any minute now, I'm going to stop typing and get up.
Ok no more joking around.
I'm getting up.
Sandles are off, grabbing the headphones and looking for some shorts ...
Ok sweats will do, now the socks ...
The shoes...
I choose to not feel guilty.
I can choose to give in to temptation, buy a pack of smokes, inundate myself with summer re-runs as I munch on some Cheetos, and continue to let life idly pass me by, or ...
I can get up, put on some socks, and ride the bike for half an hour.
Even if it is just to alleviate the guilt, it'd be in my best interest to ride the bike.
Ok getting up now, ...
Any minute now, I'm going to stop typing and get up.
Ok no more joking around.
I'm getting up.
Sandles are off, grabbing the headphones and looking for some shorts ...
Ok sweats will do, now the socks ...
The shoes...
I choose to not feel guilty.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Time
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over thought I'd something more to say.
-Pink Floyd (D. Gilmour / N. Mason / R. Waters / R. Wright)
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over thought I'd something more to say.
-Pink Floyd (D. Gilmour / N. Mason / R. Waters / R. Wright)
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Baby Steps
Sue: You are so money, and you don't even know it...
Trent: That's what I keep trying to tell him. You're so money, you don't even know...
Trent: You're like this big bear with claws and fangs...
Sue: ... and big fuckin' teeth...
Trent: ... and teeth... And she's like this little bunny cowering in the corner...
Sue: ...shivering...
Trent: ... And you're just looking at your claws like "How do I kill this bunny?"...
Sue: ...You're just poking at it...
Trent: ... Yeah. You're just gently batting it around... and the rabbit's all scared...
Sue: ... and you got big claws and fangs...
Trent: ... and fangs... and you're like "I don't know what to do. How do I kill this bunny?"...
Sue: ... you're like a big bear.
Mike: You're not just, like, fucking with me?
Trent: No, baby!
Sue: ... honestly...
Trent: ... you're money...
Sue: ... you're so fuckin mmmoney
-Swingers
Trent: That's what I keep trying to tell him. You're so money, you don't even know...
Trent: You're like this big bear with claws and fangs...
Sue: ... and big fuckin' teeth...
Trent: ... and teeth... And she's like this little bunny cowering in the corner...
Sue: ...shivering...
Trent: ... And you're just looking at your claws like "How do I kill this bunny?"...
Sue: ...You're just poking at it...
Trent: ... Yeah. You're just gently batting it around... and the rabbit's all scared...
Sue: ... and you got big claws and fangs...
Trent: ... and fangs... and you're like "I don't know what to do. How do I kill this bunny?"...
Sue: ... you're like a big bear.
Mike: You're not just, like, fucking with me?
Trent: No, baby!
Sue: ... honestly...
Trent: ... you're money...
Sue: ... you're so fuckin mmmoney
-Swingers
Friday, July 07, 2006
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Practice Makes Perfect
But practice requires initiative and persistence.
I think I've heard of those things.
I think I've heard of those things.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
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