Ok, grade 10 more likely.
Sad, sad state of affairs for the Crüe... for some it looks like they ARE dead. Vince Neil looks like a buddy I went to high school with (I can bet he still looks like that: overweight, tattoed, perma-drunk), Nikki Six looks like they pulled him away from tiptoeing through the forest eating red hooded children that travelled through. Tommy Lee ... well.. that guy always looked like crap, and Mick Mars looks like they pryed open his crypt and gave him the command "You Play Now".
What's even more sad is their album sounds like it was WRITTEN by a grade 9 student. Cliche after cliche after nauseating cliche, with all new guitar riffs.
I don't get it, I just killed about 20 porn/gay/rape/lesbian comments on old old posts. How oh how do these "people" think that it will profit them? Who wants to see stuff like "forced to suck" or "lesbian rape" or ... the list goes on...
I don't get it, but I know that this is the reason some blogs have gone the way of the dinosaur.
This fall I was at my mom and dad's and a song came on her stereo. It's old, from the 80's or earlier, I've heard it many times but it made me stop and listen to the lyrics again. Sad and haunting yet promising, sometimes kind of sappy sure, but it's very timely for the state of the current world. I wish more people had the tolerance and patience that this guy did.
Read the Extended entry for the lyrics of which I speak and don't pre-judge the composer by what you already know of him. Maybe I'm getting sentimental in my old age but I feel pretty much the same way he did when he wrote it, the year I was born (or at least the year it was published).
So you speak to me of sadness
And the coming of the winter
Fear that is within you now
It seems to never end
And the dreams that have escaped you
And the hope that you’ve forgotten
You tell me that you need me now
You want to be my friend
And you wonder where we’re going
Where’s the rhyme and where’s the reason
And it’s you cannot accept
It is here we must begin
To seek the wisdom of the children
And the graceful way of flowers in the wind
For the children and the flowers
Are my sisters and my brothers
Their laughter and their loveliness
Could clear a cloudy day
Like the music of the mountains
And the colours of the rainbow
They’re a promise of the future
And a blessing for today
Though the cities start to crumble
And the towers fall around us
The sun is slowly fading
And it’s colder than the sea
It is written from the desert
To the mountains they shall lead us
By the hand and by the heart
They will comfort you and me
In their innocence and trusting
They will teach us to be free
For the children and the flowers
Are my sisters and my brothers
Their laughter and their loveliness
Could clear a cloudy day
And the song that I am singing
Is a prayer to non believers
Come and stand beside us
We can find a better way
"Rhymes and Reasons"
- John Denver
Does anybody make any money on these things? SO far since mid October I've made a huge $7.14. yay.
I don't think my readers are amongst the folks that are clickers, that's the problem. Funny thing is, when I did have a few clicks on the same day I made $3.40. If most people clicked once a day I could probably buy a new spanky video card or I could pay my AHC premiums owing... bleh.
Or you could continue to read my blog, making money wasn't why I started this blog. I originally did it to vent about my job, or to keep people up to date with Xavier's birth, and before that, Tristan. Now I'm not sure why I continue, who knows, I get about 5 - 9 hits a day, some leave comments, some were probably searching for something entirely different. It's a personal blog, I promise nothing, and many times that's what is delivered.
Ok, this was completely just a ramble and I'm going to stop myself. I had to edit the original post because it didn't come out as I planned. Thanks for stopping by, by the way. Hope your day is good.
It's winter
-25 Celsius for the drive into work this morning, crazy truck drivers spewing diesel exhaust into my car's air intake. At least I skipped the mad traffic on the icebound city streets by driving the happy dry highway. I actually reached the speed limit for a good 5 minutes! And I got to work 5 minutes early, yesterday I took the city streets and was 20 minutes late.
Oh so pleasant, and some nice hoodie hair when I get to work.
Welcome winter wahoo dahoo.
