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Tuesday, July 26

The curiously strong memories

So here is the great airport I was speaking of.

Wow, it has been a very long time since I've seen this sign.

Me, trying to be artistic

This is what I got to see everyday.

While my buddies were off playing golf, I elected to rent a mountain bike. I had just climbed a very steep path with this particular bike and decided that I was very tired. I took a seat and took in the beauty for about 10 minutes.

This is me on ze bike.

This is me on ze trail.

This is the lodge we so gratefully were able to spend our time in.

Ya know, I love vacations (who doesn't right?). They help put things in perspective. While I was on the bike...and on foot on all of those trails, I thought about how much I would like to live there. I kept saying how crappy it is to have to go back home where the trails are scarce. I bothers me that I might take so beauty for granted. Where I live is not as pretty...but had I been riding the "scarce" trails that I have, I would have been in much better shape to enjoy the trails they have.

I need to make things right...soon...because I feel like running.

Thursday, July 21

I'm the lucky winner of?

I'm going to Colorado tomorrow. Wow...going back to Collo. There are some major memories there. I'm cruising into the Denver airport and probably taking a cab out to Breckenridge.

If you don't know, I think the Denver airport is the best airport I have ever been to. Of course, I haven't been to many airports in my life...DFW, IAH, Hobby, LAX...ummm...some little airport in Venture (if I remember right), TUL (is that code for Tulsa's airport?), JFK (New York?)...I'm sure I'm missing at least one here. But who cares? Denver international Airport is a beauty. Driving up and away from it makes it seem so futuristic but so historic at the same time. Being inside is rather kick ass as well...very organized.

I will like being there tomorrow, maybe more than anywhere else on my trip. That airport feels like home a bit. It's a place where I feel like I'm real. It was always met with such a warm reception. I see myself walking thru it, being young again, feeling important again. Feeling like I have something to offer the world...but would absolutely care less if the world wanted it.

I can't wait to be there tomorrow...I'll need all of its strength.

Wednesday, July 20

Audio head

Just finished the new audio section of my site. It makes me nervous to put some of my stuff out there. It is a rather surprising feeling. I feel protective of them, like I don't want them to get hurt or abused out there wherever they may end up. It bothers me to think a song could get downloaded on some weirdo's computer and sit there, burnt on the hard drive for the rest of eternity. Like I said before, each song takes on it's own life...they are like parts of the people that I wrote them for.

And it is interesting that I feel this way! Feeling like I need to protect a song because it feels like a part of another person does seem rather unselfish...

Tuesday, July 19

Damn Yankees

Man I hate the Yankees. I must admit tho, that I have a soft spot for some of them. I guess I'm saying if there was room on the Rangers or the Astros, I wouldn't mind seeing them play for us. Those guys are:

1. Joe Torre - Ok, he's not a player, but maybe he could be the bench coach for the Rangers...just have him do something, maybe a personal advisor to UB? He's cool. He looks like a real Yankee...like he was on all those glorious and legendary Yankees teams of the past.

2. Don Mattingly - Alright, alright, he's not a player anymore either. But, he is still cool in my book...he stuck with the Yanks when they sucked.

3. Bernie Williams - Yea, he dropped a ball tonight, I suppose that pushed me over the edge. I've never heard him brag about anything and he has always seemed to just go out there and play. Yea, it is weak for me to like a guy just because so many were about to crucify the guy back in NY, but hey, I guess I'm human.

4. Mike Mussina - Another guy I'm going with just for the general ambiance he has put out there. Another guy who seems to work hard and hasn't let playing for the Yanks get to his head.

5. Ruben Sierra - Man, it is hard for me to root against you still...even after you punish us at the end of games. My fondest memory of Sierra was when Nolan Ryan was trying to get his 300th win. I think it was in Milwaukee, and Sierra comes up to bat. Sierra crushes a ball...but it is caught at the fence. Ryan didn't get his win, but I remember seeing Ryan rooting with his eyes for the Sierra ball to go over the fence. I guess I always imagine Sierra wanting badly to help put a deciding blow to the Brewers for Ryan.

We lost tonight by 1 run...I was pissed...so without further ado, here's my list of most hated Yankees in order:

1. Gary Sheffield - trade bait, what he did to a fan was much worse than what Kenny Rogers did to that lame-o cameraman. In fact that cameraman is proving to me that he deserved worse from The Gambler.
2. Derek Jeter
3. Alex Rodriguez
4. Randy Johnson

No particularly love and could be the object of my acute loathing at any point:
5. Tom Gordon
6. Kevin Brown
7. Tony Womack
8. Mariano Rivera
9. Jorge Posada
10. Hideki Matsui
11. Jason Giambi
12. Carl Pavano
13. Tino Martinez

Oh yea, how could I forget George?

Sunday, July 17

The new layout

What do ya think about the new layout? I'm not finished with the rest of the site, but hold your horses, I'll be finished very soon.

By the way, the background photo is a pic I took at Enchanted Rock last October.

Thursday, July 7

Anything else?

As some find that others are not good friends,
we feel the heat of she who condescends,
not that we don’t deserve all that it lends,
but it begs to ask, “What are these trends?”

Forgetting about one thing but not the other,
are these the things of excuses or definitions?
Explanation to those who have not a lover,
with the blooming of a new set of premonitions?

Some try so hard to resist the passing of seasons,
blinded by the insecurities we call reasons,
pass the blame on and continue the treasons,
against ourselves and fade away our intentions.