Yet another year is upon us and the resolutions start pouring in. First we’ve got to look at all of the great things that 2009 offered us. Uhm… nothing really, just another damn year spent paying bills etc. etc. I got to go camping once, though it was an out of state trip that was a phenomenal time meeting new people, I only got to go camping once.

Instead of trying to think of some resolution to try and keep for an entire year I decided to stop the resolution, though I think that was what I had resolved to do last year, let’s just go with it. So again, instead I opted to write down a list of personal goals for the year. Not that I’m really going to share any of them with the general public, they’re personal. They’re also nothing realistically worth bragging about. Bike more, better understand a second language instead of knowing quite a few phrases in so many. Camp more especially, lame stuff that people usually do only I’m going to try to focus on the completion factor, none of this half ass shit that I normally do.

I do have to add, while writing said list- after starting to write exactly how I plan on accomplishing these goals I began to think that I may not have any actual time to relax in my normal complete silence. I’d write that down as a goal but I think that if I tell someone one of my goals for 2010 is to relax more, they will probably laugh or ridicule me.

Drink different types of tea is also on that list, ridiculous maybe but I’m predominantly an Earl Grey drinker, not sure why but it is by far one of my favored flavors and I really like it strong, to the point where it tastes like you’re actually chewing the tea itself. Note to the public: That was an incredibly hard sentence to sound politically correct.

To keep this short because the New Year is upon us, get ready for the first blue moon on New Year’s Eve in twenty years. I also hope to be able to complete something musically at least every other month. If anyone ever wants to work on anything, you know how to get a hold of me.

Happy New Year everyone.

Why is it that all of the iTunes / iPod commercials exist? Who are they helping realistically? Nothing against you apple, you have now officially made it apparent that you honestly don’t like the music but you’re all about the music player.

If they were for the music then all of these commercials with all of this catchy music, so catchy in fact that I too want to jump out of my chair and start free-style walking around every urban block I would normally just stroll down.

But wait…

Who are these magical bands enticing me with this music. A modern day mythical Siren. I hear the music and get closer to try and figure out who this is then, out of the blue a giant apple opens it’s mouth and I see it’s star-like inside. Oh… you got me. But who is this band again? Why not start advertising the song and band info when the commercial is on? Kind of like how MTv does it? Yes I know you recycle your commercials to the new upcoming fad but it’s really not that hard to replace that little part. I want to know who these sirens are, singing on my magical moving picture box.

Another gripe with Apple at the moment, my iTunes won’t update any of my songs past the letter “M” who does that? That’s not even half the alphabet, it’s over half. I want the whole thing. You know how many black / dark / heavy metal bands that start with letters after “M?” Almost all of them. The alphabet is like the school bus as a kid, only the cool kids ride in back, only the cool letters are at the back of the alphabet!

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I picked up a 12 string acoustic guitar as well as a washboard to whip me some percussive madness. You know it, something new and different. How exciting is it to rock out on a washboard? But after I adventured around the K-Town metro I had a drink with a friend that reminded me of some things. Some really painful things, in all fairness-  it wasn’t this person’s fault. I’d like to think that my wandering mind is a large factor in this.

I’ve had some pretty horrible phone calls this past few days and I really don’t have all that much to say about it. Have you ever had one of those moments where you just don’t care anymore and you want to indulge in virtually every one of my addictions? Well I knew what you were thinking and I’m one up on all y’all.

I was reminded about how much I enjoy misery over the past few days, and think that I may wish to attempt the max misery threshold for once. I’m all about pushing my boundaries right? Wait, was that my boundaries…or everyone else’s boundaries? I’m pretty sure it’s someone’s elastic band of life that I’ll stretch.

My buddy Jeff and I are going to attempt a mini project of some music that will bore some, excite others, thrill the elderly, freak the youngerly, piss off the pissed on’s and maybe make a few baby’s cry. Who knows, we’re out of control. I’m out of control, I’m a nut, who you trying to get loco with hombre? Don’t you know I’m sleepy?

One up on all y’all I decided to indulge myself in some good old fashion pool. I found out Twisted is more than just badass at pool, he is the uber leetsauce pwnzer at this shit.

Too much