January 4, 2006
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Hello, Starshine! The world welcomes you.
All is well with the world. I feel like this will be the year of breakthrough. Got a couple of save my ship letters to send out. Hopefully, God will bless them. If not, I have an alternate course or two yet to pursue.There’s so much to say and so little I’m allowed to. Two different groups of people have, within the past month, given me very positive news about the intent of the future, but I am not allowed to release names or intentions. All I can say is it makes me happy and think of what someone said about me to my best friend. When I can, I will share all, but till then know that I am a happy man and yet I still feel alone in the world. Eric’s right, it’s sad that I need outside influences to be happy, but it is a rather dismal world.
The peeps are talking about going skiing in Colorado for Mom’s B-day. It’s kinda a tradition. I want to go, but I don’t know if I can afford to miss the week of work. We shall see.
I want to take a road trip for my birthday (Aug 7). Ideally, this trip would go to Miami Florida, but I don’t want to go alone. I have a friend that said he’d go, but that’s flaky at this point. Talked to Timon and Amber they said they’d like to go. But I want to take somebody special with me. I want to take a young lady and show her how to have a good time. It would be a lie to say that I don’t have some names in mind, but none would work. It’s too much to ask someone who you’ve never met before to go several States away. Particularly when you don’t have a rapport with her parents. But if you want to go, put your name in the hat. You never know.
Uh, there’s a possibility that we might be producing yet another recording artist. Can’t divulge details yet, but suffice it to say that this will be very rewarding personally to all involved if we get the opportunity and I don’t mean financially either.
Speaking of such things, I just want to mention that I’m thinking of doing a small project in the visual style of Man on Fire. It would be timed to Mono’s Life in Mono. The project would be titled The Muse. No real ideas here yet other than just visually obsessing over a girl…something like the link I gave earlier about Dante.
I have some more concrete ideas about doing a music video to Usher’s Yeah, but that’s an entirely different vein and would need a full budget to do something like that. Nevertheless,
I fee like this will be the year of breakthrough.
When you’re weary, feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all;
I’m on your side. when times get rough
And friends just can’t be found,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.When you’re down and out,
When you’re on the street,
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you.
I’ll take your part.
When darkness comes
And pains is all around,
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down.Sail on silvergirl,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine.
All your dreams are on their way.
See how they shine.
If you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind.
Comments (67)
Congratulations on your world looking up!
“Bridge Over Troubled Waters” is considered one of the top 50 worst songs on the 1970′s. Way to go!
You know how I feel about the movie Man On Fire. Sadly, one of the reasons I disliked that movie so much was its visual style. I’m not a big fan of the jerky camera sytle they’ve been experimenting with these last few years. Trust me, in just a few more years, that will be considered ‘low art.’ Stay away from it and focus on quality.
And, in parting, if you don’t mind me saying so, there is no way in HELL you’re going to show anyone a good time (young girl on the way to Florida or otherwise) until you can have a good time in your own company. It is impossible for you to be a depressed, moody, angry, lethargic layabout and show a girl a good time, unless she’s as fucked up as you are. Rethink your strategy.
Onward into 2006!
your point about young women is well taken.
thanx for the compliment on my choice of music.
I hate jerky camera moves myself. I’m more intreguied by the satuartion aspects that Toney Scott was using.
2006, here we come!
my mistake – no Moonlighting – more Munster’s v. Beverly HillBilly’s week on Jeopardy
..And E’s point…i hope it is well taken – makes me think and I’m not even looking to hook up
BOTW wouldn’t be a bad song if i could keep the visual of Art’s ‘fro outta my head
Don’t know squat about jerky saturation – is that when ya have enough beer to wash it down?
no not him
Good morning, Starshine, the earth says hello . . . .
It is frickin’ 2006.
*happy dance* Booyah!
Wow. I want you to know how I appreciate your support. Thanks for being there all fall with your insightful/funny/bizzarre comments when I need them. This year IS goin’ to be good. I can feeeeeeeel it. Anyways, you randomly mentioned me doing some voice work? I would be syked to! But I dunno how’d it fly with my parents. You should know how they are by this point . . .
Hope that road trip come through for you! Sounds great . . . find a “cool beans” someone to go with you.
Love and toxic waste fluids – Kait
Eric, I misread your comment about BoTW. Why is it considered one of the worst songs in the 70′s? It’s such a good song.
Whoever said I was mopey all the time? Maybe it’s just when I ponder the future. Which is way to often.
Hah! I can genuinely assure you that ‘me at the beach’ is exactly the same as ‘me in a car with my brother’. Perhaps it’s because closer the camera gets the uglier I become. Or maybe I’m just a woman of many faces. You will never know . . .
The quote is from a hysterical Monty Python sketch in a bookshop.
…syked?
are you in the habbit of making an ass of yourself?
Remember when you’d pull some joke where you were trying to get someone to believe something? When they fell for it, you’d say “syke!”
Now apply the inverse. If there’s something that you really want to do and someone offers it to you freely, you’d be syked to do it i.e. elated, esctaic, overjoyed, thrilled, etc. etc.
And for God’s sake, why in the blue fsck would Bridge Over Troubled Water be considered one of the worst songs of the 1970′s?
You really are an idiot. The word we used outside of Alabama for that situation was spelled, psyched. Root word, ‘psych’ that is, to make (as oneself) psychologically ready. I bet your mama’s proud.
d00d! it’s like 133t sp3@k dumb@$$!
Skiing in Colorado: Go for it, if you can. I’m from Denver, and we’ve had some big snowfalls. It’s very powdery up in Breck right now.
thanks Tom
WDT mail is back online.
Hi i dont usually have thoughts like that it was just a bad day but im so much better now dont worry. yeah so i kinda forgot what i was going to say so i will talk to you later
April
The proper syntax for that Tom, is “|)ud3, 17’5 |1k3 |337 5p34k dum8455!” You can’t even get that right! The Mozilla ‘leetkey’ plugin can help you, for those times you want to alienate normal, well-adjusted people and hang tight with the thirteen and under crowd. Good luck.
I hope your realize that you’ve just offended and alienated everyone who reads the comments on my blog. You should be ashamed of yourself.
Ass.
Talk about me needing to get a life? You need to get one.I mean ffs d00d.
I’m sorry, ‘ffs?’ Please decypher. Or is this more of your eubonics/leet/pre-teen speak? Thanks so much.
If you can’t keep up with the conversation, better not try to join in at all.
Sir, the point of my question was to keep up with the conversation. If you insist on inserting nonsensical shit into your dialogue, then please have the decency to elaborate on it when asked. It would be immature of you to take your ball and go home simply because you’ve been challenged in a scenario of your own making. Thank you for your consideration.
Monsieur,
I meant no disrespect. I had read your response as facetious and took great offense that you would so disdain those who visit this blog. However, since intentions can not always be understood just by words alone, let me offer my sincere apology and ask for your forgiveness.
and for your information (fyi) ffs=for for fuck’s sake.
Thank you. Depsite having travelled the world over and being well versed in many things, I never mind admitting when I’ve learned something new. ffs is new to me. Of course it could just be some shit you made up too. And for the record, I would never disdain your visitors. I save every bit of that sir, for you
At least we’ve established something. and for the record, ffs is used every day on Yahoo, AIM, IRC and is in many of bash.org’s archives.
I was using IRC when you were playing with an Etch-a-Sketch and thumping your own testicles. But thanks for the reference.
bruhahahahahahahahahahaha!
coffee hasnt kickd in yet – oops -ryc’d on my own blog
thanks! …but I’m not turning 16 lol thanks for remembering today was my birthday!
yay! thanks!!!
I must admit “love and shattered lightbulbs” went entirely over my head. And to think this started with “love and limes”, or something like that . . .
I meant, marrying someone who would sing in the shower with me. Just like I said, and everything inbetween.
Anyways, thanks for your sympathy with Dennis. Haha. Poor guy. I’m completely flummoxed over what to do.
Flummoxed is a fun word.
Good night.
I hate to be the ‘corrector and anal-retentive virtual grammatacist’, but…..Tom you wrote that ffs = for for fucks sake. Um, correct me if Im wrong, but wouldnt that actually equal ‘fffs’? Um, yeah, see you added an extra ’for’ back there…
In your frustrated efforts to explain your pre-pubescent online linguistic abilities, you further confused and alienated everyone reading your blog that has an IQ lower than 75. As an advocate of the chatting-challenged, you should pay more attention to detail in the future, and have enough control and professionalism to pre-edit your comments before posting them for the world to see and ultimately being judged as an uneducated fool.
Furthermore, I dont recall Howton ever giving you permission to call anyone a ‘Ass’. Thats his catch-phrase. The thought of you using his catch-phrase both frightens and yet sickens me. True, you are both from the south, but Texas is like a whole other country, even when in St. Louis, and Bama is just hot, sticky and full of smelly-people.
This reminds me of a joke: What do you call three chicks from Bama sitting on a log? …a full set of teeth.
…and just to set the record straight and potentially thwart your impending comeback, I come from a mucky gene-pool of a blue-collar city in PA where the only thing blacker than night-time is the snow. Yup, im a damn yankee, now living in the greatness, Greatness! that is called ‘The Land of Oz’ (<–place joke here), but you know what, I dont care…Why? Because im not from this ass-smell of a state, so go ahead and make fun of it all you want. Ill be playin Etch-a-Sketch and thumping my testicles.
…I say ‘Good-day’ to you…
Thank you for the birthday wish.
The numbering sheme on my post is for a post in the making. I’m taking numbers, and will reveal what they mean within the week.
Thanks, and have a nice day!!
poor kitty. ;_;
Danzig, as always, your brilliant prose brings a tear to my eye!
Dan,
It’s good to see you come out of retirement and back into public life. This blog just wouldn’t be complete without you. That being said, we can’t grant you a pass on age alone. You’re shellacking will be delivered momentarily.
Thank you for pointing out my egregious grammatical error. I have made several notes and sworn that this will never happen again.
I understand that I’ve alienated those who don’t have the capacity to actually think and use the brain that God gave them for something else then a whoopee cushion. I appreciate your professionalism as an advocate for the chatting-challenged. However, I have not the cycles to play to the lowest common denominator. Therefore, if the world wants to judged me an “uneducated fool”, I need only point to the fact that the world of which you speak is comprised of those who’s intelligence quota is less than 75. With so many Forrest Gump wannabes running around, I, being the gracious pioneer that I am, will gladly take the arrows for being the first to raise the bar by not pandering to the chatting and mentally challenged. I do however suggest that we remove all warning labels since the 75 and under crowd lacks the necessary skilz to read said labels and the production thereof is only diminishing the environment.
Howton gave me permission to call people asses by virtue of being an ass himself. Because I am all for the conservation of energy, the term ass is the shortest word I can think of which aptly depicts the situation. Therefore, in the interest of our planet, the derogatory term has entered my vocabulary as a first choice for describing my behavior. Besides, I never use a small word when a diminutive one will suffice.
Sir, I suggest you consult your atlas. You will find that there is no “Texas” n St. Louis.
Your jokes lack appeal and color.
Here is an Oz joke for you. A young boy walked in on his parents doing all sorts of naughty things. His response? He just clicked his heels ’cause “There’s no place like home”.
If you are going to go play with your Etch-a-Sketch and thump your testicles, you do not have the capacity to understand the brief retort that I have so off-handly created with half my brain tied behind my back, just to make it fair. However, this response is not a total loss. It will serve as a warning to others not to follow in your footsteps.
Tom. Dear boy, you have just stepped in it.
I appreciate your comments to my comments about the comments on your blog preceding my arrival. I must admit you are spot on….there is no ‘Texas’ in St. Louis, however I must point out this fun-nugget of grammatical silliness. You can take the boy outta Texas, but you cant take the Texas outta the boy. <–hence, where-ever Howton goes, so goes Texas.
Furthermore, I wasnt actually the one who created that joke, so in fact, it does not belong to me. Therefore, I dismiss your comment that my jokes have no appeal or color. Maybe you should track down the originator of the joke and tell them that they need to fix it. Better yet, how would you fix it oh master-of-joke-dom? As shown by your display above, you are quite talented in the area of making people laugh.
….but alas, I have been smitted by the heavy-hand of Tom. Beware all that follow in my footsteps…do not tread this road of despair and pain.
Tom is probably the least funny person I know. Reading his blog entry’s comfirms this. Give the boy some slack. I’m sure he doesn’t really know what he’s saying, rather simply regurgating some shit he heard once that made him giggle. And yes, it is true, I am Texas incarnate.
yeah, you’re right, I’ve hung around you to long Howton.
I have remained silent on this issue for far too long.
I understand that I’ve alienated those who don’t have the capacity to actually think and use the brain that God gave them for something else then a whoopee cushion. I appreciate your professionalism as an advocate for the chatting-challenged. However, I have not the cycles to play to the lowest common denominator. Therefore, if the world wants to judged me an “uneducated fool”, I need only point to the fact that the world of which you speak is comprised of those who’s intelligence quota is less than 75. With so many Forrest Gump wannabes running around, I, being the gracious pioneer that I am, will gladly take the arrows for being the first to raise the bar by not pandering to the chatting and mentally challenged.
Given that IQ stands for Intelligence Quotient, rather than quota, I hereby thwack you with the Irony Bat(tm) for making such a glaring error whilst trying to rise to the level of intelectual snobbery.
I never use a small word when a diminutive one will suffice.
Your misquote strips that sentance of all the cleverness it had before you ripped it off from The (farsical) Rules of Writing. To help you avoid future embarassment, the correct quote is: “Never use a big word when a diminutive one would suffice.”
Sir, I suggest you consult your atlas. You will find that there is no “Texas” n St. Louis.
I guess I can’t be too surprised, given that you’re from Alabama, that they didn’t teach you anything about figurative language in school. I’m sure it would have taken too much time away from cousin-fucking behind the gym during recess.
with half my brain tied behind my back, just to make it fair
Please please please never quote Rush Limbaugh catch phrases in a public forum. ‘Nuff said
PS: Regarding swimfan: If given the opportunity,and were she of age, I would most certainly storm those pearly gates with my purple-headed love devil. You know… Burp the worm in the mole hole? Make the beast with two backs? Drill for oil, fix her plumbing, sweep her chimney, park the beef bus in tuna town… Put sour cream in her burrito? Hello? Take ol’ one-eye to the optometrist. Yeah, you know what I mean. Bury the baby leg. A bit of the old in & out. I mean this is the most respectful possible way, of course.
Much Love,
–T
Thus Spoketh Antonio. Tom? Tom? Wherefore art thou?
I will gladly accept your thwacking for my glaring error.
That is how I have see the quotation on shirts. Deal with it.
I don’t know what you people do in Texas, but there isn’t any cousin fucking going on that I know of.
What’s wrong with Rushisms? If you can’t stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen.
You and Eric are perverts. Can’t you find an attractive lady and find out what intrests her instead of thinking about your dick all the time? I mean grow up. Did you ever think that maybe she doesn’t care what you beat off to and might actually find it repulsive that you beat off to her?
WTF are you talking about puss-boy?
puss boy? is that the best that you can come up with?
Get a life. And quit acting like a damned high school kid.
I’m curious, since I’ve been out of high school so long and you have not, how exactly my comment was high school-ish. Please elaborate. And this doesn’t deflect the fact that you have still not answered my question. I have scoured this thread, and the last two looking for any indication that even remotely supports your accusation, and come up empty. What cards do you feel you hold?
try namecalling for one. decrying the use of every day common chatting abbreviations for another. Perverted comments about a girl that you don’t know for yet one more.
Pony-boy was taken, what was I supposed to have done? Every day common chatting abbreviations. They’re common because people use them and share them. When someone doesn’t know one, they ask. At some point in time, eons ago, you asked someone, “What is ROFL?” I hope they told you, and didn’t treat you like dog-shit when you asked. My response was simply defensive after you mocked me for asking. Are you that high and mighty? As far as perverted comments about a girl that I don’t know, again, I beg you to recite specific examples, as I can find none. In fact, I beg you to. I appreciate your attention to this most urgent matter.
i want to know why you have a profile picture of a cat and not of yourself.
Ok. Enough’s enough about the abbreivations. You aksed me to point out to you what I was getting heated over and I did. We already had this conversation via phone and AIM so there’s no need to go through it a third time.
I could give a rat’s ass about the abbreviations. I’m focused on the part where you accuse me of being a pervert citing your blog as backup, and yet I can find no indications of such, and no, I’m not going to let that just drop. Do you think me a fool to allow you to call me out without a challenege?
yes, but since I’ve repeatedly asked you for a reason why Bridge Over Troubled Water is one of the 50 worst songs of the 70′s and you haven’t obliged, neither do I oblige you.
Fascist Censor
thank you.
However, the content of said deleted post was not a bluff. Allow me time now to compose my masterpiece, complete with cited references from E’s blog AND perhaps some of the more juicy bits from my AIM log. I do not take kindly to being censored.
you’re an Ass!
Thank you.
I have a question for you Tony:
Why would you post something somewhere where you knew that it would be censored particularly when the orginal poster gave his consent, nay, requested that his post be deleted? Is that censorship? I trow not.
I was censored. Really, this is just taking time away from me writing my masterpiece…
you’re evading the question
Because I’m an ass.
…and seeing how your first sixteen words apply by default anyway…
You’re right. What more did I expect?
“A man can be an artist in anything. Food, whatever. It depends on how good he is at it. Tony’s art is bullshit. He’s about to paint his masterpiece.”
A friend asked that I find him songs to complete his dream-disc of 70′s songs, and he gave me a list. I found them, and burned them for him, but thought it would be funny to sneak in the worst song of the 70′s on there as well (as it turns out, I ran out of room.) So I asked my guys what they thought the best song to put on there would be for that purpose. According to several web sites one of them pulled up, BOTW was in the top 50. I say this simply to publicly embarrass you into recinding your statement about me, which you made baselessly, and without provocation, or proof. Talk about being childish…
well now we have it.
If it will be sufficient to you, I will apologize and retract my statements in hopes of ending this mess. Else, we’d be wading into uncharted waters that isn’t worth risking friendship over.
Friendship? WTF does that have to do with anything? All I want is for you to stop telling people who don’t know me that I’m a pervert until you can prove it!
aye captin!
Can I be labelled as the ‘pervert’? I havent had a label in some time, and its sticking to Howton like Teflon. Ooooh, heres a comment that might get the label transferred: ‘I like a woman with a big back-side…when someone tells her to ‘haul ass’, I want her to make two trips. Ta da!
So, do I win??
you win the lable of “Ass.”