HAPPY NEW YEAR!
(David<~~~~~~~~~~one tired mofo)
At my heaviest I was 318 lbs. The first time I tried to lose weight I got down to 273. This latest attempt I became stuck at 260 for the longest time. Bouncing back and forth between 265 and 260. This morning I weighed in at...
David<~~~~~~~~~~slightly skinner than yesterday
Back during my National Meeting I spoke with the rep from American Gramaphone for a bit and he wanted to know if I wanted some tickets to see Mannheim Steamroller in Concert? HECK YA! So I got 12 tickets and a bunch of us from work went to the concert this evening. Very enjoyable...
DAVID<~~~~~~~~~~Got invited backstage but I declined
(they couldn't take all 12 of us, so it didn't seem fair)
it's cold outside
the sleet rains down
making an insect sound
as it bounces off the branches
and the rain gutters
filling up the spaces
between the blades of grass
it's just so unfair
an ugly lie
that I can't return
I didn't deserve this
and it overwhelms me
filling me with rage
I leap upright
and rush at the window
violently yanking the cord
to raise the blinds
I thrust my face against the glass
knocking my cap off
and I scream at the world
my breath rushes out
like an explosion
and fogs the glass
and my features
are obscurred through the pane
I could be anyone
standing at the window
shaking and full of anger
glaring at the winter landscape
a prisoner of my actions
a victim of my own decisions
and I blink
and I'm seated again
the blinds are in place
and full of undisturbed dust
did I just do that?
did I just lose it?
no one will ever know
no one will ever understand
the only witness
is a cord
for no reason at all
by DAS on a cold winter's day
David<~~~~~~some kind of fool
my life is in a New Order
but I stand on CEREMONY again
I lead the PROCESSION of fools
while EVERYTHING'S GONE GREEN
the TEMPTATION is to allow
myself a BLUE MONDAY
and to wallow in CONFUSION
while THIEVES LIKE US
steal THE PERFECT KISS
a whole SUB-CULTURE
of SHELLSHOCK cases
and the STATE OF THE NATION
is a BIZARRE LOVE TRIANGLE
and my TRUE FAITH
hasn't existed since 1963
and TOUCHED BY THE HAND OF GOD
move my feet to the beat
and look towards the floor
the music moves me
and I dance my cares away
in my head it's 1984
and all my successes
and all my failures
are still before me
and I miss that time
when I didn't know
how this feels
so I put on a song
move my feet to the beat
and dance in my dreams again
by das nov two thousand and six
David<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~a good dancer!
Howdy Faithful Readers,
I just got the latest statistics on my Webshots Albums, my Florida and Missouri collections both made the top 20 Albums on the site. That and $3.50 can get you a cup of coffee...
Tomorrow I have been invited to eat Thanksgiving Dinner with my ASM and her Mom, we are having duck. The Perpetual Teetotaler is bringing two bottles of wine (thanks to Ray), it should be lots of fun.
My Family are all in Florida: Mom, Dad, Mam-Ma, Mark and his girlfriend are all staying in Ft. Myers for the holiday. They are bringing back Mam-Ma's car and giving it to Darrel and Dad will be visiting me on Sunday evening, I am looking forward to spending time with Popsidoodle.
Do you believe in Love?
David<~~~~~~~~Official Hopeless Romantic
(and I will never give up)
If it hadn't been for cotton-eye joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from. Where did you go?
Where did you come from cotton-eye joe?
He came to town like a midwinter storm
He rode through the fields so
Handsome and strong
His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun
But all he had come for was having some fun
He brought disaster wherever he went
The hearts of the girls was to hell broken sent
They all ran away so nobody would know
And left only men cause of cotton-eye joe
A SMALL HOPE
There is a little bit of hope for me
A small shot left at happy
There is a flicker shining in the dark
A small flame left over from the spark
There is a chance I'm willing to take
A small chance to fix my life's mistake
Can I shoulder on through the night?
Do I think happiness is worth the fight?
Or will I continue on like I have?
Surviving only to...
(a work in progress)
David<~~~~~~a poet, and my feet show it, they are LONGFELLOWS!
The signing and notorizing of the Divorce Papers went very well. The Papers will be filed on Monday. It's weird how light I feel now, like I could just float away...
David<~~~~~~who always did the right thing even when it was really hard
I had my District Mgr and four Buyers from NY in my Store today. My Store looked great, I have an excellent staff and everyone did a great job...
The pictures above are from the 4th Qtr/Holiday/Store Birthday Party that we had in the Store on Nov 6th...
(it's good to be the King...)
Here is a little tid bit for you Movie Buffs out there...
Run, don't walk to go see...
Hands down the funniest movie I have seen all year long. This film is wrong in so many ways I cannot begin to describe them. The best money you will ever spend on a comedy.
"KAZAKHSTAN GREATEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD.
ALL OTHER COUNTRIES ARE RUN BY LITTLE GIRLS.
KAZAKHSTAN NUMBER ONE EXPORTER OF POTASSIUM.
OTHER COUNTRIES HAVE INFERIOR POTASSIUM.
KAZAKHSTAN HOME OF TINSHEIN SWIMMING POOL.
IT’S LENGTH THIRTY METER AND WIDTH SIX METER.
FILTRATION SYSTEM A MARVEL TO BEHOLD.
IT REMOVE 80 PERCENT OF HUMAN SOLID WASTE.
KAZAKHSTAN, KAZAKHSTAN YOU VERY NICE PLACE.
FROM PLAINS OF TARASHEK TO NORTHER FENCE OF JEWTOWN.
KAZAKHSTAN FRIEND OF ALL EXCEPT UZBEKISTAN.
THEY VERY NOSEY PEOPLE WITH BONE IN THEIR BRAIN.
KAZAKHSTAN INDUSTRY BEST IN THE WORLD.
WE INCENTED TOFFEE AND TROUSER BELT.
KAZAKHSTAN’S PROSTITUTES CLEANEST IN THE REGION.
EXCEPT OF COURSE TURKMENISTAN’S
KAZAKHSTAN, KAZAKHSTAN YOU VERY NICE PLACE.
FROM PLAINS OF TARASHEK TO NORTHER FENCE OF JEWTOWN.
COME GRASP THE MIGHT PHENIS OF OUR LEADER.
FROM JUNCTION WITH THE TESTES TO TIP OF ITS FACE!"
(the Kazakhstan National Anthem)
I saw a film the other day on IFC on cable. It was called "The Station Agent". Won three SUNDANCE Film Awards for 2003. I ran out and bought the DVD and am loaning it to my co-workers to watch. I honestly believe that this movie captures what it feels like to be me, David Austin Smith. Not one character or one certain scene, but all characters, all scenes, rolled into one. I really loved the film, you should rent it, or I'll loan it to you to watch...
(THAT IS FILM REFERENCE IN CASE YOU MISSED IT)
I just got off from work, the majority of my Co-Workers dressed up for the holiday. Above are the pictures of my staff that came in before I left for the evening...
(David<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~waiting for Paul to call me)
Here are some pics I took of the Saturday Night Dance...gotta love competitive girls that shop at Hot Topic...::wink::
David<~~~~~~~~danced the night away!
I am packing some today for my business trip tomorrow. I am not taking my laptop with me so I will be incommunicada for a week. I will be back in STL on Friday, so I'll check my email then. Must remember to put the "Dapper Dan" pomade in my regular suitcase and not my carry-on...must remember...
Hello Faithful Readers (both of you),
Yesterday was by Birthday and it went pretty good. I worked at the store and they had a BD cake for me at the Manager's Meeting and Deborah got me a Spiderman ballon (lol). Later on Toni brought in some cookies she baked for me, it was a nice day. I'm off today, not sure what I'm agonna do... PABLO, EMAIL ME, I HAVE LOST YOUR PHONE NUMBER! I may go to the STL Mills Mall and hit Games Workshop (I think it's time for the new White Dwarf). Next week I'll be at my National Meeting in Orlando. Pretty good agenda, here are the people coming to speak to us, sign books, and perform:
JAMIE LEE CURTIS
DAVE BARRY & RIDLEY PEARSON
LAURELL K. HAMILTON
EDWARD P. JONES
& musical guest SHAWN COLVIN...
I am going to go to ARCHON this year (have marked myself off on the calendar) and I am looking forward to going. Geoff is also planning on going, Ray is prolly going, and if Pablo would EMAIL ME, I would know if he is coming also...
David<~~~~~~~~~~~~41 yrs old
(and steel champion!)
PAP-PA'S FAVORITE SHRIMP DIP...
2 12oz pkgs boiled shrimp
1 bottle of Heinz Chili Sauce
1 cup Mayo
1 bunch of Green Onions
1 8oz pkg Cream Cheese
lots of bags of Ruffles Potato Chips
BLEND CREAM CHEESE, HEINZ CHILI SAUCE, AND 1 CUP MAYO AT ROOM TEMPERATURE IN A BOWL. DICE SHRIMP AND GREEN ONIONS AND ADD THEM TO THE BOWL. REFRIGERATE AND EAT WITH RUFFLES POTATO CHIPS THE NEXT DAY...
(Pap-pa was my Grandfather, I love you Pap-pa!)
Auspex auto record day 1: -no data--
Auspex auto record day 2: --no data—
Auspex auto record day 3: -vox recording--
I don’t know how long I have been unconscious…when they came into the cell I fought them…they overwhelmed me and I am now restrained…they rub secretions from glands on the underside of their bodies all over my exposed skin…I am an Agent of the Order of the Emperor’s Holy Inquisition…I will fight again
Auspex auto record day 4: -vox recording—
I fought them again today…I’m not sure if my Auspex is functioning or not…I do not know why they are keeping me alive
Auspex auto record day 5: -no data—
Auspex auto record day 6: -no data--
Auspex auto record day 7: -vox recording--
They are listening in to my recordings…I think they are keeping me alive to study mankind…I am studying them too…I think there is one of the little ones clinging to the top of my cell…I will attempt to use my gifts to dominate it’s will…I will record more tomorrow
Auspex auto record day 9: -error—data recovery successful—vox recording--
They have interfered in my natural bodily functioning…i will fight them again
Auspex auto record day 24: -error—system crash--
Auspex auto record day 25: -error—system crash--
Auspex auto record day 26: -error—data recovery—error—data recovery—error--
Auspex auto record day 27: -error—data recovery—error—system crash--
Auspex auto record day 28:
i have successfully commanded several of the little ones that attend to me in my cell…i am going to attempt to dominate one of their warrior caste
auspex auto record day 67: --error—data recovery successful—vox recording—
i can hear her now…i understand how they function…i will attempt to communicate with her
auspex auto record day 68: --vox recording—
i understand my place
auspex auto record day 68: -system shutdown successful--
auspex auto record day 367: -vox recording--
I will have pics to put on later on...
(OK, after listening to my Roomie that Archon had changed the dates of this year's Con to this weekend, I had changed my schedule around so I could attend. Worrying that my Roomie might get something incorrect I checked the website and the Hotel/Convention Center, and of course the Con had NOT changed it's dates, and I will NOT be attending a Sci/Fi Convention this weekend...)
::cussing like Sylvester the Cat::
by Alejandro Escovedo
I'd climb a ladder just to see you
I have no eyes but I can feel
Two snakes entwine so I can be you
This ladder climbs from me to you
La Bufadora will explode soon
In liquid splendor sculptured trees
Amongst the oads the shapes are shifting
A shift to meld you into me
Let's sleep away the pain we suffer
The medicine is in our dreams
Fly away like Caracaras
This ladder climbs from me to you
(he is the son of the ex-precussionist from Santana and the brother to Shiela E. ::big grin::)
I went to the Missouri Botanical Garden to see the hand blown glass exhibit by CHIHULY. It was my first time ever to visit the Garden. While going down the stairs to the bathroom in one of the buildings I ran into my stepson. He said something weird to me, I don't remember what it was though. I think he was kind of taken aback at running into me there. I was speechless. He has grown so tall and he has lost a lot of weight, he looks great. On the way back upstairs I said "Hello" to him and his Dad before I went into the Cafe to buy some bottled water (it was a hot one that day). I didn't quite know what to do, so I tried not to make a big deal out of it and slipped past him and his sister as I continued on my walking tour of the Garden. I saw them two more times that day. I never was facing the right way when I went past my step daughter so I didn't get to say hello to her, I wish I had. They are great kids, I miss them.
DAVID<~~~~~~~Family Man (without a family)
After work today I drove to the STL Mills Mall (David<~~child of the Eighties) to see The Omen, I slept thru it. I popped into the Games Workshop (David<~~UBERnerd) and picked up the new White Dwarf and a "Fallen Giant" Template. Suffered thru the mediocre service at Tony Roma's Ribs (David<~~loves their Onion Loaf) and watched all the un supervised High School dropouts act the fool and use vulgar language at the top of their voices. On the way home it started to rain and that tends to point me toward melancholy so I jotted this down...
What will the 'Half Full Man' do,
and how can he hope for more?
When all his dreams are dashed,
and hope is poured out on the floor?
My Roomie has a keg and invited his cousins over to drink it with him. I waved at them on the back porch as I headed to my den. Now I'm pecking away on my laptop and chewing on my pen...
David<~~~~~on a Saturday Night (what a player I am...)
Family. Love. Fossils. Art. Stories. Poetry. Myself. Lemonade. Zydeco. Dancing. Autumn. Cherry dipped cones. Humankind. Comic Books. Musicals. Forests. Scary Monkey's wearing a Fez. Celtic Music. Air Conditioning. Separation of Church and State. New Wave. Photography. Sex. Work. Wargames. Travel. BBQ. Wingtip Shoes. Flat tops. Harry Ramsden's Traditional Tomato Ketchup. Calvin and Hobbes. Herpetology. Ireland. America. Bluegrass. History. Nasa. Mythology. Jazz. Tolkien. The Watchmen. Snufkin. Matching my belt and socks. Shrimp Cocktail. Candlelight. The sound of crickets. Blues. My Claddaugh ring. Butterflies. Marlin Fishing Caps. Science Fiction. Adam Ant. The Circus. Sobriety. Friendship. Vidalia Onions. Boston Terriers. Morality. How beautiful most women are when they think no one is watching them...
(David on a Monday night and I'm talking to my Dad on the phone right now)
A bubblegum update: I left the Bubblicious in my car and the heat cause some kind of chemical reaction and made the gum inert. I shoved the entire rest of the pack into my mouth but it wasn't even bubblegum any longer, it just had the shape of bubblegum and the color of bubblegum...
(David on day two of his three days off in a row...)
Why chew one piece of Bubblicious Bubble Gum when you can shove TWO pieces into your mouth! That way both pieces lose their flavor at the same time and you can make your jaw hurt from chewing way too much gum, ::points to the side of my head:: "Logical!"
I just got back from FIRESTONE (notice that I did NOT spend any money at DOBBS). I bought a new tire and now my car doesn't shimmy any more. I was kind of getting used to the Latin Highway Rhythm. I also stopped at AutoZone and bought a new set of hubcaps (they were more expensive than at Wal-Mart but I'll be damned if I spend any money in the Evil Empire). Please don't get me confused with a "Car Guy". My buddy Pablo can appreciate this, it took me three trips out to look at my car before I figured out what size of hubcaps to buy. I also bought some bubble gum there and I am still chewing the flavorless oversized lump right now...
David and I am so NOT a Gearhead...
an audience of one
the ceiling fan
skips a pattern
across the face
of my digital clock
the incorrect time
in an attempt
to follow the beat
all is quiet
in my room
hums to itself
I have a song
through my head
a catchy tune
I stare blindly
at the stacks
I have accumulated
they don't look
as attractive now
their stories fade
lose their meaning
did I really
did I really
breath that air
or is it
someone else's story
I tap out the beat
on my keyboard
to put it all down
so nothing else is lost
I perform for
an audience of one
David Austin Smith May 2006
(it's 1:13am and I'm not asleep)
I took an online personality test to see which of The Watchmen characters I mostly resembled...
I tested out as The Comedian (I'm not sure if I should be flattered or if the World should be afraid)
Here are some links that deal with The Watchmen...
There are tattoos that I have seen that I like. But honestly most people do not think for themselves and just do what the person standing next to them is doing. If I had a dime for every chick with a tattoo on the small of her back I could retire. In my mind tattoos have traveled from "Biker" to "Punk" to "Trendy" to "White Trash". Please keep in mind that I have had my tats picked out for a long time now and I had a subscription to "SkinArt" for the first year it was published. But I don't have any tattoos on my body. It is a permanent addition. They don't come off with rubbing alcohol... We have an entire Generation that look like two year olds that have gotten a hold of a permanent marker and scribbled all over themselves. It is especially sad for the women. They now have a permanent fashion accessory that they can't take off, there will come a time when they want to wear something and they won't be able to, or want to go somewhere and they can't because of their tattoo. And just think, pretty soon we will have 60 yr old women with blue fuzzy tattoos like the WWII Vets have. ::shudder:: One of the good things about women and tattoos is that if you ask to see them they will whip out their boob or undo their jeans to show you, that's kind of nice. I haven't gotten my tattoos because I'm not convinced that they will look so good on me. I don't want to be trendy (remember I took out the earring in my left ear when all the other guys got their ears pierced). So I don't know. I dated a girl that had some plants and flowers that started on her lower back and ended up between her shoulders and it looked great, but she also had a pumpkin tattooed on her foot ::shrugs:: David<~~has been to a tattoo convention. All the female managers I work with have tattoos (except the oldest one and she is planning to get one soon), but NONE of the male managers do... I guess I shouldn't be surprised, I graduated High School in 1983 and I witnessed the madness that was the fashion craze called Clogs... Ugliest shoe in existence and it makes a girl sound like a cow coming down the hallway (at least the Crocs aren't loud). So what is my opinion worth? NOTHING. Do what you like. The world needs another Tweety Bird peeking out of some woman's cleavage...
(still sick and i'm in an ugly mood)
this entry is best viewed in a box and not full screen...
I closed tonight. I stopped at Uncle Bill's for some pork chops and hashbrowns. I finished the book I was reading. My boss suggested it to me. I was the only person in the restaurant that was eating by myself. There was a huge family gathering with about 12 people gathered at the three tables they had pushed together for them. A group of 7 High School students was dressed up, they were eating an early breakfast after the dance. An oriental couple sat at the front of the restaurant. She had on a billowy black dress, and wore black strappy high heels on her feet which were attached to very shapily legs. The people in the smoking section kept the entire place smelling of smoke. I am going to make a broad statement that is none the less true, "All smokers are litterbugs." My waitress was named Jen. She used to wait on me all the time when I ate there regularily late at night. She would ask me what I was reading and she once set her foot up on the seat I was sitting at so I could see the tattoo on her ankle. When I left the restaurant I put a quarter in the gumball machine, then put another one in too. I was hoping for a pink bubblegum ball. I got a blue one and then a green one. It's ok, they were filled with "Nerd" candy, lol, how appropiate. I'm listening to Bruce Springsteen's 'WE SHALL OVERCOME The Seegar Sessions." Folk, Traditional, and Bluegrass music, I love it, his voice is perfect for folk. I hauled some of the books I had recently purchased into the house:
THE BOOK THIEF by Markus Zusak (this is a great book about a girl in Nazi Germany narrated by Death)
DOC HOLLIDAY THE LIFE AND LEGAND by Gary L. Roberts (if you liked the movie Tombstone you will love this book)
RAVENOR by Dan Abnett (Sci/fi...David<~~~~~getting his "Nerd" on)
E.E. CUMMINGS COMPLETE POEMS 1904-1962 (bought this one because the cover had a coffe stain on it and I didn't want to see it wasted)
from the song Mrs. McGrath...
"All foreign wars I do proclaim, Live on blood and a mother's pain, I'd rather have my son as he used to be, Than the King of America and his whole Navy!"
I stopped by my Dry Cleaners on the way home from work today. I had dropped off my Marlin Fishing Cap to be cleaned. It is still really old and falling apart, but I love it. It is now khaki and black vinyl as opposed to "sweat stained" colored. The original cap I bought for myself when my first fiance and I toured New England to celebrate her graduation from college. One of our stops was the LL Bean Factory Outlet store in Freeport Maine. I have always been a sucker for unusual hats. As a kid I had an Australian Bush hat (the brim turned up on one side and had mosquito netting tucked away inside), in High School I had a ball cap that read "Go Big Blue", and in College I wore a black Greek Fisherman's Cap and an orange Preppy Sun Hat (that had two buttons on it: One of a Cow thinking "No Nukes" and the other of a Nuclear Power Plant thinking "No Cows"). AnyWHOOOO... I turned a corner and there he was, hanging on a wall with his brothers, on sale. LL Bean had a sign up explaining that Hemingway popularized it when he lived in Key West, there are photos of Pappa wearing it on his boat "Pilar" when he went deep sea fishing off the Keys. John Wayne also wore one in his movie "Hatari" (a rip off story of Hemingway in Africa on Safari). The orgin cap was named "Bill" of course and is now retired and living out his Golden Years framed behind glass hanging on my wall. Ever since I began wearing Marlin Fishing Caps I feel weird wearing a normal sized ball cap, they feel tiny on my head. The only normal sized cap I feel OK in is the General Dynamics cap my Dad literally took off his head and gave to me to wear when I was visiting him on the Ranch in Texas. ::shrugs:: I have my cap back now and I am a happy camper...
David on Monday evening (and I have it on right now)
Last Saturday I was off, it was a rainy day and I was bored...so I went to the Zoo. I took my camera so I could snap some pictures, my book so I could read when I ate lunch, and the rain coat that I wore when I toured the UK so I wouldn't get wet. The pictures I took are included in my Webshots album and above. Let me tell you a story...
When you first arrive at the Zoo you can purchase a "Zoo Pass" that allows you to ride the Zoo Train, the Carousel, see the Insectarium, attend the Children's Zoo, get a bag of popcorn free, and get a free souvenir pen and pencil. A pretty good deal all around. I bought one. Eventually I made it to the Children's Zoo. I always go, they have excellent exhibits on frogs in the main building. They also have a petting zoo... ::grins:: David<~~~~~goat scratcher from WAYYYYYY BACK! In the yard they have pygmy goats and some beautiful pigeons in a coop. So I am walking around petting goats, talking to goats, scratching goats between their horns, trying not to step in goat poop, you know the usual stuff. I am fussing over a fat little goat when one of the older nannies gets interested in me. She keeps walking around to my left and is obsessing over something on that side. I'm thinking is she chewing on one of the cords dangling from my raincoat? There is nothing on that side except for my book in my pocket. So I spin around fast trying to see what she is doing and I'm just quick enough to catch her yanking my bookmark out of my book. I bought it at work, it's a cloth bookmark woven to look like an oriental rug. Presto, Chango, just like magic the goat makes the bookmark disappear. A kid nearby yells to the Petting Zoo attendant, "That goat just ate something". I worry that this might cause blockage in the goat or something so I spend a bit of time trying to get my bookmark back, but the goat is really determined to keep it. The attendant eventually gets a wet and slimy bookmark out of the goat's mouth and puts it on top of a fence post to dry for me. I tell her that I don't need it back. I also notice the other "trophies" that have been rescued from the clutches of the Petting Zoo yard, quite an impressive collection...
This is a metaphor for life really. Sometimes as you go about your normal day things happen. Goats try to eat things. Do you get mad at the goat? It is only doing what goats do...not it's fault, it can't change it's behavior, it doesn't have a choice. You just let it go, not worth the trouble. Just go about your day and have fun at the Zoo...
David on a Sunday ::winks::
The person who was putting the "Hate Speech" on my journal is the BA Stalker. He hangs around in the room and harrasses everyone and makes up lies about the room regulars. I guess it was my turn. It is a shame that there are people out there with such miserable lives that the only attention they get is when they act the fool. So from now on I will not say it's name and will keep it on iggy, that's the worst thing you can do to attention craving people like that.
David on Thursday
Hello faithful readers... Yesterday I received an envelope in the mail with the details of the Grant of Stock Options from my Company. They gave me a bunch of shares with 25% coming to me every year for 4 years. These are called Restricted Stocks because I can't sell them or transfer them untill they vest. But on the upside, I don't have to pay for them, they just become mine over time. So now I get to obsess over some new stock prices...LOL! I used to have a ton of stock with KB Toys but I had to sell it all off when I was unemployed. So it's rebuilding time, socking away a little bit for my nest egg...Tweep Tweep...
David on a rainy Saturday morning, I think I'll go to the Zoo...
GLAD TO BE ALIVE (by Cowboy Mouth)
Anybody can be sad, you can't see the good when it goes bad / Then you end up blue and through but that's alright / Got my share of people who love me / Got my share of problems that bug me / Every now and then it's hard but that's alright / How many times have we been here before? / (Chorus) When you're walking down the street / Feel the rhythm in your feet / Of a life that's rushing by / Are you glad to be alive? / Nothing ever goes as planned / Get your head out of your hands / Scream and shout like you were five / Are you glad to be alive? / Sometimes you gotta sneak in the back door / You can't always get what you ask for / But what you need you got inside / And that's alright / How many times have you been here before? / So pick your sorry ass up off the floor / (Chorus) / So that's my story / 'tis sad but true / For those who know me / What else are we to do? / (Chorus)
Music can change your life...
(HA! I will NEVER give up)
THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY i WAS DRIVING ON MY WAY TO WORK AND i STOPPED AT AT LIGHT AND NOTICED SOMETHING SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE INTERSECTION. MY PAST EXPERIENCE TELLS ME IT'S A TURTLE. i CAN'T TELL IF IT'S ALIVE OR NOT SO i WAIT FOR THE LIGHT TO CHANGE. WHEN IT TURNS GREEN i SLOWLY EDGE OUT INTO THE INTERSECTION TO SEE FOR SURE. YEP IT'S ALIVE AND STUCK IN A VERY PRECARIOUS POSITION. i TURN OFF MY CAR AND HOP OUT TO SNATCH IT UP. THE LADY BEHIND ME LAYS ON THE HORN AND i HOLD UP ONE FINGER TO SAY TO HER, "HOLD ON FOR ONE SEC PLEASE". WHEN i CLEAR THE FRONT OF MY CAR i NOTICE ANOTHER GUY HAS STOPPED ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE HIGHWAY AND AS i SCOOP UP THE TURTLE HE YELLS "COOL" AT ME. i RETURN TO MY VEHICLE AND HOLD UP MY PRIZE TO THE LADY BEHIND ME TO SHOW HER WHY i STOPPED. SHE SMILES AT ME AND NODS HER HEAD. i DEPOSIT MY NEW FRIEND IN THE FLOORBOARD OF THE PASSENGER SIDE OF MY CAR AND START UP THE ENGINE. i ALMOST MISS THE GREEN LIGHT. MY NEW FOUND BUDDY IS TRYING TO CLIMB THE CARPET AND DISAPPEAR BEHIND MY DASHBOARD. i TAP THE TURTLE ON THE TOP OF IT'S SHELL WITH MY ICE SCRAPER IN AN ATTEMPT TO GET IT TO STOP IT'S VANISHING ACT. i ALMOST GET INTO SEVERAL ACCIDENTS TRYING TO WRANGLE 'MY LITTLE HERD OF ONE' SO i PICK IT UP TO KEEP IT OUT OF TROUBLE. IT IS AN ORNATE BOX TURTLE AND HAS THE MOST ORANGE ON IT THAT i HAVE EVER SEEN. REALLY BEAUTIFULL AND OLD. THE EYE COLOR OF BOX TURTLES TELLS YOU WHAT SEX THEY ARE, THIS ONE HAS THE BIGGEST ORANGE EYES BUT i CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT SEX THAT MEANS. SO I'M DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD WITH MY LEFT HAND, SETTING DOWN THE TURTLE WHEN i NEED TO SHIFT AND TRYING NOT TO GET INTO A WRECK. LOL, i MUST BE A SIGHT, GRINNING FROM EAR TO EAR HOLDING A ORNATE BOX TURTLE IN RUSH HOUR TRAFFIC... i ARRIVE AT MY STORE AND HAUL MY CATCH INTO THE STORE WITH ME. NO ONE COMMENTS THAT THEIR BOSS IS CARRYING A TURTLE THRU THE STORE, i GUESS THEY EXPECT THAT KIND OF STUFF FROM ME. ::SHRUGS:: i SHOW IT TO SEVERAL OF MY ANIMAL LOVING CO-WORKERS AND THEN HEAD TO THE RECEIVING ROOM. i POP OUT THE BACK DOORS AND TAKE MY BUDDY OVER TO THE WOODS AND DEPOSIT IT IN THE WEEDS NEXT TO THE CREEK. i WATCH IT FOR A BIT AND THEN HEAD BACK TO THE RECEIVING ROOM BECAUSE THE CAFE TRASH NEEDS EMPTYING. IT ONLY TAKES ABOUT 5 MINUTES AND THEN i HEAD BACK TO THE WOODS TO LOOK AT THE TURTLE AGAIN BUT IT HAS VANISHED. GONE. i HOPE IT STAYS OUT OF THE ROADS FROM NOW ON...
St. David the Patron Saint of Lost Turtles...
While I was in BA, some random guy started putting these rude hateful comments on my journal. Idiot didn't realize that I have an Alert set up so that I know when someone posts a comment. I erased the "Hate Speech" as soon as he typed it. He couldn't figure out how I knew...::shakes head at stupidity:: I also put my responses to his posting on my journal. I control the content in here ::shrugs:: he needs to get some common sense and learn how to function in a polite society...
DAVID AUSTIN SMITH
04/10/06 AT 11:28PM
MUSIC SPEAKS TO ME
a guitar riff greets me
the bass drum demands my attention
the bass mummers in the background
a piano holds the conservation
and keeps it on track
music speaks to me
it's a language that I know
my body responds
and moves of it's own accord
keeping the beat
keeping the conversation going
closing my eyes
nodding my head
tapping out the beat
against my leg
my feet move
they have somewhere to go it seems
tap tap slide
time to move
time to dance
time to be
(I bought the soundtrack to The Sopranos today, can you tell?)
I went out to eat seafood for lunch today. I ate at Red Lobster down in Chesterfield Valley. I found myself in PetsMart looking at Vivariums. I am thinking about doing a Madagascar tank with Tomato Frogs, a 'Phantasticus' Gecko, a Hissing Cockroach, and one of the Day Geckos. I would put in a mammal from the island but he might attack the other animals. I would also like a bird but he would poop all over everything and one of the herps might eat him. I then wandered into World Market. In my head I was going to look at things to decorate my new bedroom with, I also checked out hammock prices. But I knew I was kidding myself when I ended up standing in their "Easter" dept. I went to World Market to buy stuff for their Easter Baskets when I still lived with my wife. I don't know if I will ever get married again, the odds are against it. I am not the "giving up" kind of guy, but I'm not stupid. I just feel foolish saying "Never Never Never Quit" when in reality I have about a 10% chance of ever getting married again. I have an even lower chance to ever fool around. Some CATCH 22 huh? So I have to find a way to live with this. It sneaks up on me sometimes, I go a whole day without thinking about it at times. It gets better... A Conservative Liberal (soon to be Divorced, if I ever get off my butt and do something about it) Atheist with a Type A personality, too much debt, who wants to have a family but is attracted to women his own age (the majority of which already have kids and don't want anymore or can't have kids due to their age), that lives with his College Buddy AND is a major nerd. Some catch huh? If it was anyone else but me it'd be funny and I'd be laughing.
Laugh Cuckooborough Laugh Cuckoobourgh, how gay your life must be...
::dances the dance of fools::
(capering and everything)
::knocks off my own hat::
David on Sunday Night (whoops I forgot to go to Church)
QUESTION: What is the sound of self pity?
ANSWER: (see Above)
::picks up my Jester's Hat, dusts it off, and laughs when the bells jingle::
THE KING OF FOOLS
i sit here waiting
for courage to remember
the hurt is fading
nothing left to hinder
the truth must be spoken
the pain isn't as close
as it once was for me
the consequences are gross
in a vain attempt
to write it all down
the King of Fools
adjusts his Crown
he takes out his pen
draws it across the page
leaving a visual clue
of all the pain and the rage
the death of a dream
leaves him empty and lost
The King of Fools
always counts the cost
because dreams die easy
and dreams die quiet
one ugly hearted woman
started that riot
the King of Fools
was an easy target
he stood there smiling
called onto the carpet
for things he did
and things she imagined
for things she wanted
money was all that mattered
she gave him a burden
that he has to bear
the King of Fools
pretends he hasn't a care
he smiles away
the pain and loss
his dream is gone
he counts the cost
everyone sees the King
in his harlequin glory
not noticing his pain
not knowing his story
that's ok with me
i am that King
the King of Fools
it's early in the morning
and I'm not in bed
I woke up early
had these thoughts in my head
they drove me upright
I'm staring at my screen
can't get to sleep
if you know what I mean
so I type these rhymes
in a vain attempt
to ease my mind
about the life I've spent
the things I've done
and the things I haven't
the dreams I'll achieve
and the thoughts I'll patent
So I'm looking for a way
to end this poem
with some stupid cliche
or a forced rhyme like home
(any complaints please direct to the Rhyming Board Local 3594)
i'm still david...
THE ENGLISH PATIENT, LOVE ACTUALLY, COUSINS, ETERNAL SUNSHINE AND THE SPOTLESS MIND, WHEN HARRY MET SALLY, INTERSECTION, YOU'VE GOT MAIL, MOULIN ROUGE, CLOSER, THE QUIET MAN, GARDEN STATE, TWO FAMILY HOUSE, CONSTANT GARDENER, PRIDE AND PREJUDICE, ONE FINE DAY, MUSIC FROM ANOTHER ROOM...
(I'll add more titles as they come to mind...)