Tired but I can't sleep...

I fell asleep after I got off from work and slept 5+ hrs and now I can't get any rest...

 

2:56am on Wednesday and I want to go to sleep...

Something cool happened today, remind me someday and I'll tell you a story.

 

I am sleepy, but my foolish heart is dancing...

 

::the sound of shattering glass:: Dawn is breaking...

It's 6:19am and I just woke up.  The beast lurches from it's den.  I have to go knock the mud off and dress up all business like and hoof it off to the gainful employment.  ::sigh::  I'm tired.  It's Saturday and we should be pretty busy though, so that will be nice.  Time to make the donuts!

 

David, but just barely...

 

 

I have the day off!

GOOD SEX RUMPLES THE CLOTHING by Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni

IF IT'S BAD FOR YOU

THEN DO IT

IF IT'S GOOD

THEN STAY AWAY

GOOD SEX HURTS

BAD SEX FLIRTS

GOOD SEX RUMPLES THE CLOTHING

WE'LL LAUGH

AND SCREAM

AND GRUNT GRUNT GRUNT

DON'T GIVE ME DISAPPOINTMENT

GOOD SEX SCARES

BAD SEX WEARS

GOOD SEX RUMPLES THE CLOTHING

 

I just discovered a new Adam Ant song...

 

(and I love it)

 

 

 

"...and the good guys hate the bad guys, and we call this making history..."

Yesterday I went to see King Kong.  If you have to choose between a root channel and seeing King Kong at the Movie Theatre, call your dentist.  It is the worst film I have seen YTD (and that includes all the junk on cable).  I am all for the suspension of belief, but I don't want belief to be "hung by the neck till it's dead..." 

 

"You might not like it now but you will..."

 

Did I mention that I am the biggest Adam Ant fan in all of Missouri?  I'm pretty sure I have a shot at the biggest fan in all of the MidWest...but I don't want to seem the braggart.  "Dirk wears white socks"...ok I'm done being a New Wave Nerd.

 

Why do I like Adam Ant so much?  That's easy, Adam was different and he made it easier for me to be different.  Someone else already was...

 

David<~~~~~~~~~~as different as they come

(I look normal don't I?  heeheheeheheehehee...)

 

I'm listening to the REDUEX Cd right now, "MOHAWK"!  Ok I wasn't done being a New Wave Nerd...

 

...two drummers, how can you not like that sound?

 

Just got off from work, I have my eyes closed and I'm listening to Adam Ant original recordings and it doesn't get much better than this...

 

(all quotations are song lyrics by adam)

One Two Three O'Clock Four O'Clock Rock...

I am tired.  I sit here with my companion, I shall call him Grape Cream Slush, and I fight back the advance of gravity.  Gravity that attempts to close my eyelids like an old garage door opener that is about due to be replaced.  Slowly and in fits and starts.  I clear my throat.  I sound like an old man sitting in the waiting room at the Geriatric Outreach Center who has spent a lifetime shouting out his bets at the racetrack and chain smoking.  It's a living.  I regret a lot of things I have done in my life.  I also regret lots of things that I did not do.  Regret is like an old pair of underwear.  It's faded and torn and you should throw it away, but it's comfortable so you keep it around.  Some times I fancy myself a poet, and then other times I know better...

 

as always I am David...

 

 

 

ho Ho HO!

OK, it's official.  I have weird friends.  Someone that knew me in College sent me a package today.  Sitting on my doorstep was a box filled with:

 

numerous bar towels (used to pack the following items)

9 round Shakespeare's Pizza coasters

6 glass Shakespeare's Pizza glasses

4 "Shirt Shaped" Shakespeare's Pizza coasters (that I am supposed to 'dip in water to see what happens', but I am afraid to...)

3 pkgs of chop sticks

2 restaurant table shakers (one with grated Parmesan Cheese the other with coarse Red Pepper)

1 round plastic ashtray (like you find in restaurants)

1 plastic Lobster Bib

0 note or explanation of who it is from...

 

::shrugs::

 

I highly suspect my brother Mark, "Hey Butt Nut, are you behind this?"

 

 

 

http://www.shakespeares.com/default.asp 

 

 

 

We are getting busy at the bookstore!

I think I'm going to frame the printed copies of the fundraising brochure that Dan sent me.  Is there no end to my vanity?  Doesn't appear so...  I saw Good Night and Good Luck tonight, it was filmed in black and white and is a pretty good movie.  Really takes you back to the time when there was an ignorant political figure trying to control the USA through fear, lies, and intimidation...

 

We are at a junction in the US, it is time to take back our moral center from the people who would twist our country into something they would like it to be, something smaller and not as intelligent as we could be.  I for one do not want to turn the clock back to the Inquisition...

 

                                   David<~~~~~~standing on his soapbox!

 

Still have my tie on from work, reclining on my sofa pecking away at the keys on this here new fangled MAchine... 7:26pm on Sunday December 11th.

 

 

POCKETFUL OF PROMISES

 

two sets of keys

receipts

coins

pocketknife

lint

business card holder

more receipts

a name and a phone number

a wallet

a hankerchief

and a promise

all my wordly goods summed up

I set them on the bookshelf

and wonder what to do next

 

 

I have a day off, and it's Saturday!

I saw Narnia last night, it was wonderful.  Watching the Witch fight with two swords alone is worth the price of admission...

 

Sitting on my sofa at 7:18 am on a lazy Saturday morning contemplating going out for brunch...

 

 

I think I figured out what is wrong with my scale...

Both belts I purchased at Target.  The reversible belt broke...and the first belt I bought is seperating...  The moral of this story, don't buy belts at Target.  ::shrugs::

Home sick today

My scale is broke, something is wrong with it, I need to buy a new one...::sigh::  My ring is loose.  When I gained all the weight in Omaha I paid to have it enlarged.  Now I almost lose it everyday.  I'm going to have to have it made smaller...::sigh::  I'm sick.  I have taken two naps already this morning and plan to take another one, I feel like poo-poo...::sigh::

 

Sitting here in yesterday's wrinkled clothes with a pounding headache at 2:24pm on Monday Dec 5th...

 

 

 

                                                David<~~~~~~~~~~baby

DO TREES DREAM?

DO TREES DREAM?

 

 

Do trees dream

as they sleep away the winter

are their nocturnal thoughts kept

in the tiniest piece of splinter

 

When their branches sway

are they acting out a memory

when the wind interrupts their sleep

are they really trying to get free

 

Free to run and laugh

as we are want to do

what we take for granted

our whole life through

 

I watch the trees and wonder

why I care at all

why I think these things

at the end of every fall

 

Is it because I see in them

a little piece of me

an understanding of what it is

a yearning to be set free

 

To try for something different

something I haven’t had yet

friendship love and laughter

a promise not quite met

 

So I watch the trees sleeping

and swaying with the wind

dreaming of running and laughter

and good times that never end

 

I smile and I know their longings

I know what makes them sway

I smile because I understand

I dream exactly the same way

 

 

The Thief of Hearts

I stumble barefoot across the frozen ground, stubbing my toe on an exposed tree root.  The bitter December air steals my breath away.  I turn in a circle underneath the tree and the full moon illuminates the table and chairs right before I would have tripped over them.  Startled I sit down at one of the chairs and the cold metal bites me through my pajama pants.  I notice the pack of sealed playing cards on the table at the same time that he speaks.  “Hello David”, is all he says as he pulls out the other chair.  Time sits down across from me.  He props himself up in the chair and I admire the gold gilding of his oval frame.  Time is a mirror.  He smiles at me and I think, was I ever that young?  I notice he has a bit of pepper in his teeth, so I clean it away with the edge of a card.  The deck is in my hand, I don’t remember picking it up.  The wind rolls a small piece of cellophane across the table and pulls at the bottom of my tee shirt and I shudder.  Time makes faces at me and I deal out the cards.  Laughing, Time has five cards and I only have three.  It doesn’t seem fair.  He shows me his hand.  The Queen of Hearts has two dogs sitting next to her, she is smiling.  The Queen of Clubs has a bent corner.  The Queen of Diamonds is red-faced and is attended by two mute Pages.  His final two cards are both jokers, he seems to have the winning hand.  I stare at my three cards.  One is a photograph of a little boy crying standing next to his tormenter; his Mother must have taken the picture.  The other card is a scrap of paper torn from a journal with the words “I remember” written across it.  The final card is the Thief of Hearts and I recognize the profile I see printed there.  I look underneath the table for my other two cards but all I see is the frost glittering in the moonlight.  I try to protest the rules of the game, but my voice comes out as a warm vapor that hangs in the air, not a single sound do I utter.  I stare at Time and I wonder how long am I supposed to  just sit here?  Off in the distance I hear a wind chime and I smile.  I fold my hand and deal myself a new set of cards, this game isn’t over yet…

Mr. Grinch ate a rat pinkie today...

I am scanning in the picture of the letter that Mt. Olive sent me a while back, I forgot to put it in my journal.  Here it is as promised...

I finally heard back from the guy that wanted to use my pic in the fund raising brouchure...

Here is what he wrote in the email...

 

David,

After many months of back and forth sessions with the Edison-Ford
people, they have decided not to print the brochure.  However the
design was finished and I am attaching a PDF file that shows your
photograph in the layout of the brochure.

Good luck with your new career as professional photographer!

d a n f i n n e y
Dan Finney Design, Inc.

 

LOL, why do I get so excited about a photo that didn't even get used?  David<~~~~~Nerd!

 

 

I LIVE INSIDE...

I LIVE INSIDE...

 

I live inside my head

and dance in my imagination

imagining lives I might have lead

if I had indulged every infatuation

 

I live inside my heart

and think of things gone by

and wonder where I'd be

if I had only given it a try

 

I live inside my head

wandering down memory lane

looking at possible lives

if I'd sung a different refrain

 

I live inside my heart

not a bad place to be

I'm used to the company

David, myself and me

 

I live inside my head

but wish to travel else where

I look for new adventures

and paths to lead me there

 

I live inside my heart

and laugh out loud a lot

I smile at the possibilities

and am grateful for what I've got

 

I live inside my head

so please cut me some slack

come join in my adventures

I might not be coming back

 

I live inside my heart

and long for a companion

one who loves just like me

not afraid to jump the canyon

 

I live inside my head

seperate from most of the folks

I need a good hearted woman

who will laugh at most of my jokes

 

I live inside my heart

and invite you to come with me

as I walk the roads of whimsy

letting my mind loose to run free

 

I live inside my head

and I want you to come and see

won't you hold my hand

and dance right along beside me

 

Let's have some fun together

there's nothing at all to dread

Friendship, Love, and Laughter

just inside my heart and head...

 

I don't know when people read my journal

I was reading old comments that friends have left, it's nice to know when my Journal is read...

 

Here are some pictures my Dad took on my camera Nov 1st during my FRIENDS AND FAMILY event...

 

 

I'm editing my journal and cleaning up old entries...

My Heart Knows You

 

The random melody of wind chimes

swaying in the breeze

on a warm spring morning

that is how my heart knows you

The musical laughter of a little boy

as he watches a ladybug

take flight from his fingertips

that is how my heart knows you

The tiny flashes of light on wave tips

moving across an autumn lake

as the sun goes down

that is how my heart knows you

The stark outline of a bare forest

standing still and quiet in a field of snow

at midnight with a full moon

that is how my heart knows you

 

::checks my watch:: It's time to get a haircut!

I bought another belt so I have a brown one now (and black, it's reversible!)  David<~~~~Nerd.  My weight goal is 250, right before the holiday I weighed in at 260 (a new record for me), but I might have overeaten a teeny tiny bit at Geoff's Mom's house on Thanksgiving ::holds my fingers very close together and peeks between them::  ::shrugs::  It's a process and I am happy with the results so far, I can actually see me reaching my target weight.  Then I'll set myself a new goal...  ::wink:: LOL.  Before I never understood people who went on and on about their weight.  In my head I didn't think I could accomplish what they were doing, but now, I can see results and I have a taste of success.  ::BIG GRIN::  My store is doing pretty good.  I am not doing the volume I want but my people are doing a great job on selling Membership Cards (we are currently leading the Region in Membership Card percent (out of 125 stores).  Our lower volume makes the percentage higher when you divide it out (gotta love math!).  On GREEN FRIDAY we went in at 3am and opened the Cafe at 4am to sell to Best Buy's Early Bird line.  It was a huge success.  I ended up missing second place in volume by 971 bucks and if I hadn't been so stingy with payroll we could have done that easy.  I did open the store at 7am (we were supposed to open at 8, but I couldn't stand watching customers walk past my doors).  As soon as my Music Manager arrived I had him count down a drawer and we opened.  ::shrugs::  I had a visit yesterday by three of our Corporate Guys, one being a VP.  We did great.  I am very proud of my people, they are doing an excellent job.  This weekend there is a direct mail flyer going out to all the homes in the area around my store so that should drive business through my doors.  The above picture is of Mr. Grinch:  "Man's Best Friend", an Albino Argentinian Horned Frog!  I only have the one exotic frog at the moment.  I have been eyeing some Geckos...

 

David 8:26 on Tuesday Morning, in my sleep pants and wearing a tee shirt with a guy in a suit pointing to some words in an open book and the caption reads, "You're not only WRONG, the rules also say you're a DICK!"

I have today off (well kind of...)

I didn't use the Noche Flamenca tickets that Christine gave me.  David<~~~~~~bad boy.  I don't like going to functions by myself...

a little catch up (or maybe mustard)

MY HEART FORGETS (version 9.0)

As light as a kiss brushing against my cheek
and from the edge a tear begins to leak
My heart forgets

As soon as a ragged heart can heal
and soft as a fingertip can feel
My heart forgets

As the recent pain is lost
and I fail to remember the cost
My heart forgets

As easy as a lace curtain blows
and quick as a mountain stream flows
My heart forgets

As subtle as the songbird sings
and bright as the light it brings
My heart forgets

As I begin a brand new day
and try to find a brand new way
My heart forgets

As my ears rejoice at the laughter
and my heart yearns for what comes after
My heart forgets

As simple as it is for me to do this
and as foolish as it is for me to do this
My heart forgets

As I strive to love again with all my heart
and I need to try again right from the start
My heart forgets

As my heart wishes for what it needs
And my heart again plants the seeds
My heart forgets

So if you see it wandering there
Acting as if it just hasn't a care
I really haven't lost my wits

You see it's just because
sometimes
My heart forgets

 

I am a bit behind in putting my thoughts down on my journal.  I have been busy and AOL wasn't playing nice the other day and wouldn't let me add a new entry.  A lot has happened since my last entry.  I bought a new belt, I got tired of my pants falling off.  One of the crappy parts about losing weight is that your clothes don't fit anymore.  I have to buy new pants, none of my pants will stay on unless I cinch my belt all the way to my waist.  I hate wasting the money I paid for all my pants, ::sigh:: oh well.  I went out on a date last weekend.  She was nice but we weren't compatible.  I'm happy to report I can be taught.  LOL.  I spent 10 years of my life with Mary, trying to make her happy, all for naught.  Very little sex, NO marriage, NO children.  But Mary is a nice person, so she cut me loose so I could look for someone who could make me happy.  Then I go out with Natalie for a year, and eventually have to admit that I was not happy in a relationship with her (10 yrs cut down to 1, I'm improving).  Then I get married.  My wife was NOT a nice person.  I lied to myself and said "she will quit these behaviors when she realizes that I'm a nice guy and she doesn't HAVE to be this way...".  ERRRRRRRRRRRRRNG!  Thanks for playing.  I wasted less than a year on that attempt, so I am getting better.  I am not going to settle anymore.  NBD, no harm no fowl (quack quack).  So now I'm looking...AGAIN.  It still sucks to be alone.  Tonight I made the best bologna sandwich I have ever made.  Here is how you make it:

1)      Two pieces of Italian bread

2)     Two pieces of all beef bologna

3)     Mayo (no wimpy Mircle Whip for yours truely)

4)     Freshly ground sea salt

5)     Two thin slices of onion

6)     A bit of pepper 

 

(the trick is to put Mayo on both slices of bread... ::taps the side of my nose:: )

 

I had no one to take a bite of my sandwich with me, then I would have had confirmation that I had indeed made the perfect bologna sandwich.  One of the hazards of being single.  I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind tonight.  I loved his attempt to hang on to the memories of the woman he loved. 

                           Never Never Never Quit

I have two tickets to see the FlamingoDancers tomorrow night, another sucky thing about being single, no one to go to functions with...  Ok time for the whiny part of this journal to end  ::snaps the clapboard on this production::

 

David 8:41 pm Friday November 18th and it's cold outside...

 

David has a day off!

AND NOVEMBER IS SMILING

 

A new day is dawning

the Autumn sun is shining

a crisp breeze is blowing

and November is smiling

 

New colors are showing

fall coats they're wearing

the trees are laughing

good times they're sharing

 

The wind is inviting

the trees are agreeing

the forest is dancing

and the leaves are leaving

 

I love this season

a special time I hold dear

Autumn is my favorite

favorite time of the year

 

So slow down a bit

and take a look around

stroll through the leaves

that have fallen on the ground

 

We have but a short time

to enjoy the season

so take a day off

can't think of a better reason

 

 

 

Friends and Family went well...

The preview night and my Grand Opening yesterday went well.  I am very tired.  I filled up both of my memory cards in my camera, I will download them as soon as I have a bit of time and then post them on this journal...  Thanx to all my friends and family that turned up for the party, your support was appreciated!

 

David