4.07.2004

what am I listening to..?
fifties Lounge music...


down a path, darkly...

one of the wonderful things about being of the goth persuasion, is that there are no standards to uphold, no marks to hit, no in-crowds to impress. you are what you are. whether you are subtle about it, or you prefer to be in the face about it, you are easily, openly and warmly welcomed by those of the ilk. you don't even need to be blatant about it... the most amazing thing is when you walk into a place full of people of many types and there's a few other goth souls there, you almost instantly gravitate toward each other, no matter how you're dressed. it's more of what you radiate, i think. or not. who knows. who cares.
and please welcome a new goth friend to our little world, "Z". he seems to be a fellow tortured soul, please have a visit. I've added him to the links at the left.
Also, please visit Erin, she's about to post what promises to be some interesting stuff.
And, as far as having something funny for you all to look at, I decided that, indeed, discretion is the better part of valor, or in this case, humor. Some things are better left alone... especially pictures of me, stoned on Scotch at a friend's daughter's wedding...
I'm going to take a break and have another glass of wine. Go outside and look at the sky. Listen to the spring peepers calling from the brook. Smell the earth being born anew. It's a wonderful thing.



4.06.2004

what am I listening to..?
molecules... crazy, bouncing molecules...


I am still...

in a funk. I think it is due to the massive decompression that occurs between the time I leave the office and the time I get home. It's an hour plus ride during which I (thankfully) shrug off the frenetic stress of work so, when I get home, I'm usually relaxed. Problem is that I think I go to far and have been not only divesting myself of daily stress, I'm zoning out.
If I feel ambitious tomorrow I will have something funny for you to look at, provided I can summon the energy to lift the lid on the scanner and drag the mouse around.
I'm going to bed now. I hope I have some good dreams tonight. A nightmare would be fun...
I'll see you later.


4.05.2004

what am I listening to..?
the wind, the wind...


I've decided...

after sitting here staring at the Blogger entry screen for half an hour, that I have nothing of any interest, humor or wisdom to say. Perhaps later. or tomorrow. I'm bored and I'm tired and frustrated. I'll go away now.


4.03.2004

what am I listening to..?
more house sounds


oh,...

it's Saturday night and here I am, sitting before the computer, trying to be witty, but to no avail. I am a bore. I'm a boring, old goth fart. The highlight of my evening is my dinner; Chinese take-away. Pork Lo Mein, right out of the cardboard container, with an egg roll that tastes like old newspapers and a very, very cold bottle of Beck's. Haute cuisine, what? I should be out listening to some music, hanging out with people I don't know and having a great time with them, but, here I am. Or perhaps I should be in some corner coffee house, listening to some music whilst reading a book and fending off the stares of the cool and popular... I am turning into a fuddy duddy... I need to shake this funk and go on out once in a while. Problem is that if I want to go anywhere remotely fun, like, say, the Stone Pony to hang out and enjoy a band or two, I have to drive a good forty minutes each way. There is someplace closer that sometimes has some good bands, but the place is usually knee deep in obnoxious kids; not many choices. If I want to go to New York or Philly, it's an hour plus trip each way as well. So, here I sit.
I think I'm going to go have another beer, go look at the cloudy sky for a while and then maybe I'll pull out some of my old diaries and see if there's anything in there that might be interesting for you to read. Ain't that a bitch? I have to delve into my past for something interesting. Nice life, huh?
grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
later.


what am I listening to..?
house sounds...


so...

Rutgers lost by seven; Herve had a great, great game; Now it's on to the next phase of his career.



4.01.2004

a brief hiatus...

until the NIT is over. Everyone at Stately Sad Old Goth Manor will be in New York tonight, yet again, to root for Rutgers as we take on Michigan for the title. Full report on the cheers or tears tomorrow.