Windy cities blues!

Take me back to Chicago
Lay my soul to rest
Where my life was free and easy
Remember me at my best.
Take me back to Chicago
Where music was all I had
I tried to be good as I could
And sometimes that made me sad.
Take me back to Chicago, to Chicago
Why don't you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To Chicago.
I still dream of the Lake of peacefulness
The warm summer breeze
'Cause my life was so much simpler then
Street corners and Tastee Freeze.
Take me back to Chicago
'Cause hustlin's not my style
LA was just a bit too hard
I wish I could be a child
Livin' back in Chicago, in Chicago
Why don't you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To Chicago.
Take me back to Chicago
Lay my soul to rest
Where my life was free and easy
Remember me at my best.
Take me back to Chicago
'Cause hustlin's not my style
LA was just a bit too hard
I wish I could be a child.
Livin' back in Chicago, in Chicago
Why don't you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To Chicago.
Take me back, take me back.

Yeah so that was great huh? I was back in the Midwest this past Thursday, it was odd coming back to a place that I had been so many times and considered my second city. I even made it back to Mechanic St in good o’l Berrien Springs. My uncle owns the house I spent my college years in so it was freakin crazy to be there again and not have all my mates there. I stopped by to visit my favorite Fuste’s after I picked up my usual at Baguette France (Veg on sour-dough w/garlic sauce minus blk olives, yum!) they were happily and confused, they kindly showed me their pad, they’re great! Also saw an old face while I was there, Heather and her baby girl. It’s insane to think she’s a mom; she still looks the same from 4 yrs ago. Friday night I hung out with muthatucker, T, Schmidty and we shared some good laughs!!! Its was great seeing them, sorry I don’t have pictures of them but I felt a bit odd saying hey let me take a picture of you two! Finally I made it back to Chicago and we did the Tourist thing, after we got lost in the freaking ghetto! Thanks Tena. I got all confused and went to the Science and Industry Museum instead of the field Museum, plus I forgot to go to Millennium Park! I guess I can’t be expected to remember everything right? I did get to see the J Brown’s and schmidty again! He was stalking me! Haha, I kid, I kid. I realized that no matter how long of time goes by it always feels like the last time when I see JB!! That’s right, that just happened!
Sunday was just a day of walking, I went to the zoo where I heard a Tiger yell, which just made me curious to see who would win a staring contest between me and the tiger. As I got closer I realized he would because his breath stunk like caca! I also saw the king of the jungle, he was chillin on a rock with his legs spread open! Lazy fool.

I ended up by the Zebra’s and I thought how cool it would be to ride a zebra, then I remembered that I didn’t know how to ride a horse how would I know what to do with a Zebra?! Moving on, we made it to Navy Pier…there’s picture that I will post…if anything it was nice to be with my fam.

I suppose if anything, it was great to see my Mom smile, she told me the night before I left, that she smiles the most when she my face! Thanks Mom, I think you’re great too!

Alex attacking me

There's so much beauty in the world i just can't take it

Oh I'm ready for it...

What an interesting weekend of laziness! Wow, what a way to begin…I did nothing all weekend and yet I feel like I got hit by a semi this morning. I’m drinking Pepsi at 10:14am because I might must keel over and sleep at my desk. Anyways things of interest from the weekend :

1) Went go-karting. Funniest thing that happen was watching Jessica spin out and then get t-boned by some kid. That evening just justified me saying that she is perhaps the worst driver if I’ve ever known.
2) Old people aren’t so bad after all. I spent a small part of my Saturday afternoon at the pool talking to my next neighbor about nothing. I see him every morning outside of his garage. Always staring and judging us; somehow at the pool he seems ok. I probably won’t be talking to him outside of the pool.
3) I went to go see Snakes on a Plane. IT was everything I thought It would be…however, yes there is a however it does have an awesome headlining song by the group Cobra StarShip. You should check it out.
4) I love Limewire.
5) Some girl from my junior high days just messaged me on Myspace???? Very odd!

Something to ponder
Money can't buy happiness, but neither can poverty.
- Leo Rosten
Ok..thats all for this dreadful Monday morning…

a short passage..

She clinches to the sleeves of that old tattered sweatshirt, a sweat-shirt that has seen better days, it’s oversized and hides her small frame. Her matching pants adorn this broken woman, it’s an outfit of defeat. The battles of wills have long been decided. His things have been packed and all collected for him. She’s placed them nicely at the entrance of the apartment. No need for him to come in and sit down, everything that was suppose to be said has been yelled and screamed, she has no more words for him. If only she could keep it all in, her eyes can’t lie as well as the rest of her. He manages to say a few things, words that will be forgotten or distorted in days to come. The tears stream slowly down his cheeks and as he looks at her for perhaps one last time he sees her eyes are bright green, he always said she had beautiful eyes even when being drowned by tears and just like that, it’s over. Years of joy, hurt, love, and pain have ended, at least with him. He was an example of all emotions realized. She was neither complete with him nor empty without him. She loved him but she won’t miss him.

Her phone rings, she picks it up but doesn't answer it, as she walks towards the door she places it down on the table. She won’t be answering to anyone, not for a while at least. As her dried tears are all but gone from her rosy cheeks, a sigh of freedom can be heard. She grabs her keys and as she closes the door behind her she catches her reflection off the hallway mirror, and she see herself smiling.

(Playing in the background)

-chorus-
She holds a key
Tight in her hand
Clutching his neck
She is begging her man
Listen you sinner
I'm sinning too
Just wait until the darkness falls so I can sin with you


dooo do do do do dooo....

Don't Hesitate

I was watching high fidelty tonight, actually its still on and I just watched the part where Lisa Bonet is singing "oooh baby love your way, everday, I wanna tell i love your way, wanna be with you night and day" well i just listened to the orginal and it sorta sucks. I wonder how Peter Frampton would feel if I told him that???
He's probably tell him go somewhere, which is what i would do too.

Anyways its 2am and i was really trying to go to bed by 12a...I guess I get an F for that effort.

I've decided that life without a woman is really dull, I'm not saying that its impossible for me to have a good time without one but Its a whole lot easier if you have someone. agh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


who needs a drink?

Happy Birthday toooooo yoooooouuuuuuu!

So the girl that never wanted to grow up has gotten older. She is no longer closer to twenty as she is to thirty.

Happy Birthday Jessica!

I hope you have a memorial birthday day.

74.119.10.#

This post is for that IP address or neighboring cities.

There was a full moon lastnight, aside from human sacrifices and wicca meetings nothing crazy happens,right? Supposedly/allegedly there are an abundant amount of Ions in the air that make women go crazy!!! I was skeptical of such notions but today at work the ladies here exchanged weird stories how they were acting crazy. Holly too was a bit off lastnight, more than usual :)
love ya baby.

The only thing I can gather from this is that women are a finely tuned machine, without proper maintenance (i.e love and affection) proper conditions (feeling and living in a comfortable environment) they are prone to erratic behavior- like howling at the moon or yelling at their boyfriends.

I'm hoping that a cure can be found, otherwise I'll become a victim of this phenomena

Its interesting what pictures can do to conjure up odd thoughts. Like was the model behind the this ass shot happy about hold some cheeks? Also do those hands belong to a man or woman. I'll tell you what I think, I mean you really want to know otherwise why the hell would be reading this right now. I think that it doesn't really matter, I'd love to be the guy getting his cheeks grabbed. Yeah, I said it deal with it. If that ain't sexy then I don't know what is!

I think Jessica is stalking me...don't believe me? Take a look!

and again here!

I .....I think she might be after my black card. Its exclusive to only cool people!!

In closing, I wouldn't mind trying that Mango Mojito.

IS there someone out there that can interpret dreams? Not like reading into cards or anything like that, but a professional that can offer some advice to person seeking help understanding why his mind is playing tricks on him. It’s just a thought. So moving on,
We ventured into yet another low, we watched John Tucker Must Die last night, not to be confused by Confederate Zombie Killers starring James Tucker. I know most of you are rolling your eyes but the few that are eagerly awaiting my thoughts about this movie well here it is. If you were a guy you’d enjoy this movie only because of the gorgeous women in the movie and if you were a girl watching this movie you’d only enjoy it because you see that guy from desperate housewives, and passions take off his shorts and shirt.

Update, my No Eating out at Restaurants (gosh I have to find a better name for this) experiment is working out well. I haven’t gone out to eat this week. I can tell there’s a difference after a week. I’ll post some pictures by week 3.

I had an interesting conversation via Google Talk yesterday, I find it refreshing that even after (2+3, carry the 1, minus that bad semester) 7yrs of knowing them its good to be surprised, however this person tends to be able to figure me out after a few trial and errors…unfortunately for them, I’ve paid attention to them the past 7yrs to be able to figure them out too!

So I decided I’ll take up the offer from my mom & sis to spend a couple of days with them in Chicago at the end of August. Some of you have no idea about what’s been going on but there was a fall-out between me and mom. I think this will be first step towards normalcy for us.

I’d like to thank the ladies (EB, Kendra) for responding to my open question regarding friendship between men & women. I’m glad that I’m not the only one that thinks that. (see my comments section from my previous post)

I want to start making my t-shirts, I don’t know if I mentioned that before but I’m seriously thinking it can be a great idea to get some of my thoughts on cloth, ha ha.
That’s right; cloth is the old, new papyrus. Like black is the new white!

In closing: During my conversation on Google Talk© (hoping for some kind of residual from that) the topic or perhaps it was statement, that not enough people are “brutally honest with each other” came out. Is that true? Do we bullshit our friends to only have someone else break the news to them? Are we incapable of telling someone we love/care what we really think about them?

Hold that thought.

Ya man!

I always seem to be hearing how life on the Islands is so great; I’ve visited an island once. It was off the Caribbean, the Bay Islands or as the local call them las Islas de la Bahia, from that lone experience I was really impressed of how lazy people can be on an island. Red stripe- hooray!
I bet you never hear them say, Man I wish I could run away to the mainland, wouldn’t that be great!?! Ha ha ha…probably not.

Things I’ve noticed lately that you might find interesting:

Mullets are prevalent among our age group.

Women hate on other women so much, why all the hate. Chances are that they’re not after your man or trying to move into your turf! So territorial!

I’ve been listening to a lot of old ballads being performed by current singers. Gavin Degraw’s rendition of “against all odds” is priceless as well as John Mayer covering “walk on the ocean”.

I’ve been having odd dreams of old girlfriends lately…what the hell is that about?

Jessica is crazy! I really think she’s crazy!

When will the question of whether a guy & girl can just be friends be answered? I’m still waiting for the answer.

Listening to music at work makes the day go by so fast…oh look its 5 o’clock already, its time to go home.

Sleep has become my foe and my goal…one day, one day I will defeat my foe and reach my goal.

I’ve never dated a Latin woman.

If I had a symbol to identify me I think it would be 1<? I don’t know I think I’m on to something….1< is more???

Everyone I just want you to know that I Eat Fresh!


I want to go to sleep…for a week.