I got Plans, thats right

So apparently today i will be meeting up with Mr Zachman (Naked Dan) for a Happy Apple Show in down town minneapolis (figuring out how the hell I will park is the biggest concern). Followed by A Night in the Box at the Dunn Brothers on University at 7:00ish... followed by a play (Waking in Minneapolis) featuring Mr Curly Andy at the Mixed Blood Theater at 10:00ish...

This will all be followed probably by extreme boredom till about 2 AM and then me passing out.
But for now, you keep your head up aight?


"Vexation of spirit is a waste of time, negative thinking don't you waste your thoughts, verbal conflict is a waste of words, physical conflict is a waste of flesh, people will always be who they want, and thats what really makes the world go round, unconditional love is scarce, till Shiloh I shall not forsake thee. Now and forever more. You gave precious life to me, so I live my life for you. You've always been there for me, and so I will be there for you. "

Damian Marley

Hey

You ok with this?


I don't really have much to say right now. Except "HI! I miss you!"

Spent most of the day watching movies, drawing people.
Blade Runner, Zach Galfinakis stand up, Across the Universe, Olde English: Gorilla Warfare.

I'm starting to think that maybe certain things have made me need this time off. May have changed my ideas and beliefs and faith in relationships. I don't like to admit it because it seems to point fingers.

When I was showering earlier today. I spent the entire time thinking of a story. The main character was me or someone like me, though not exactly stated clearly in that way. The story would begin with a good friend coming over convincing the character to go out to a bar. This would reveal some simple character traits, the fact that he is not one who often goes to bars to pick up women etc. At the bar the friend would suddenly be surrounded by friends she had not seen in a while. And the main character, getting bored, would soon decide to leave. Somehow the narrative would imply the inner monologue or something... but right as he was about to leave, a woman would stop him, strike up a conversation. They would hit it off, but more in a friendly way... then deciding that the bar was not the place to get to know each other they would go for a walk and talk. More would come out about their backgrounds. Eventually the girl would ask if he wanted a ride home. She would drive to a very wooded area, he would protest but go along. Eventually she would park, and try to kiss him. I'm not sure if he would be into this or not, but while trying to kiss him she would take out a knife and begin stabbing him. He would go into shock and panic, try to get out. She would follow him and kill him. then pull his body off into the woods and leave him.
The story would continue several days later when an elderly couple found his body while out walking. Then the rest of the story would mostly deal with the way his death impacted his friends and family. The story would never be solved, only the audience would find out that the girl wanted to try something new. There would be no resolution.


This was inspired by a song by the hold steady.
I think it sounds pretty sick... but I was thinking how weird it is that we hear about men killing people randomly all the time but no one suspects women. I liked the idea that there wasn't really anything all that prepared, no motive, just random. The story after the killing would deal with how people respond differently to the seeming random horror of this life. Maybe they would all find out things about who the character was, that tarnished his name... but didn't necessarily make it make sense. Maybe there would be traces of a lead, but no one would ever be caught.


I think its funny that in the story I was thinking I should be the one killed.

I really wanna change the background of this blog... A) because I am bored, B) because this one doesn't work with color very well.... but then all three of my blogs will be black.
Because I don't like any of the other ones.
You wouldn't care either way would you.

Full to bursting. Sometimes other's excitement and courage rejuvenates all the wonderful possibilities in my head.
Some people I know woke up in Japan today... I spose that has basically been true for about three years now... but wow.
I wonder if I will do something adventurous like that again at some point in my life. Right now it all seems to be about settling down. settling up. settling.
I been listening to a lot of Mason Jennings lately... I think I have to admit now that I actually am a fan...

Super interesting and important movie

This movie is great I seriously recommend it.
http://www.thefutureoffood.com/

The creation of a character

Today I bought some overalls, make up, earrings and multicolored leggings.
Next step:

Paint the pants.
Pick out a good colorful shirt.
Decide on a face design.
Learn fun tricks.

Write down tricks and other things on note cards.

I should probably be sleeping... but what fun is that?
Not that I am doing anything particularly great.
All the plans I have had so far this weekend have been canceled.
I have been spending a lot of time thinking of the future, of possibilities.
Great gatherings, clubs, classes, creations, relationships.
Maybe I should stop rushing my life. Relax, these boring days are spent anxious for something to do, feeling wasteful...maybe I should just assume it will all work out... give it time, my life doubled and I'll be golden right?

I been singing strange songs. Little ditties about needing to do the laundry, being broke, having to shower, silly things. I was thinking how fun it would be to make a cd full of nonsense. No pressure to make something beautiful, just fun, fun to sing along to.

I'm liking the new hold steady album... its a bit different than there other stuff in some ways... like more music added in. But the same old references etc.

I watched a movie tonight called CHALK at first I thought it was a real documentary and it seemed so very absurd... but then I found out it was a fake documentary...based on real experiences though... the movie is about teachers (sucking) basically... and how hard the job is, I am glad to report I am a better teacher than everyone in the movie. I did however relate to some of the characters and their dating habits... (single and not very good at finding what they want)

This song is really sad.... in a sense... but its also kind of funny and really quite beautiful musically.

"I know that one less vodka cranberry tonight and I could feed some foreign family for a fortnight, but I might just have one more, after all what is vodka for? apart from making you want to shag your best mate's wife, and dampening the guilt you feel about your perfect life."

this song way played at a charity comedy night in Australia.

A friend of my roommates remarked last night that a good relationship can only happen if you wanna rip the persons clothes off.

Thoughts?





-at first I was skeptical. Most of the people (regardless of sex) agreed after thinking it over. I guess I felt it was one of those things that could go either way. I think one can have instant sexual attraction, but one can also grow in sexual attraction. Yes at some point I think maybe that desire should be there... but is it necessary all the time? (not all the time -as in unacceptable behavior) but lingering ideas...

During the final dream of the night, I was navigating between friends. I wasn't actually with any but I was phoning them and they seemed somewhat vacant from the scene. It was night time, summer. I was leaving a small corner store with two cans of pop bought for a quarter each. At the store/coffee shop place were a number of tables full of teens who were working on projects with different sized books and writing and art pads. Along the window was a bar where about 10 young people sat, three of them were students I had this summer and threw up the peace sign to them. They called me out and said that one hand wasn't enough and I assured them my whole body was radiating the sentiments.
As I walked back to where ever I was headed. I suddenly was leading Reina (Becky's old horse). She was being the nicest girl for me and I truly felt very comfortable with her. We were walking through the back yards of houses, swing sets etc. I was careful about where I stepped knowing the other horses had come through here.
When we got to her stall, which wasn't really at a barn at all. I even did the little hoof pick thing, to make sure her hoofs were clean. She was being excellent with me and I kept reassuring her.

This is all strange because I am not all that comfortable around horses.

Then I woke up.

the problem today

I am reminded that eating out was one of the ways I got out of the house when I didn't actually have anything to do. Today I woke up late and basically haven't done anything. My roommates are both out. Me and the cat.
And she is bored with me.
I read, sang, internet-ed. I don't feel like painting. Don't feel like watching a movie here.
Boring, lazy guy who has nothing to do. A month off is killer. Its very possible I will go out to eat tonight.

These people contacted me. Its hard with things like this because in some ways it seems the perfect opportunity to make a difference directly. In another way, could easily be a nice little scam.

Urgoneonskjhsd

Me and T-roy checked out downtown last night. It had never seemed so available. I rode my bike a mile past my work and I was entrenched in fancy eateries, a block over were theaters and a parade, Block E, first ave. I realized why those with money seeking a good time head there. Its not so much that anything is better. Its that there is everything at once. Troy is going to live there soon. I'm gonna have to come up with some scratch, so I can go see a show, and learn to drink beer so I can go to the pubs. Or maybe I can become a character on Nicollet. Face paint and gimmicks, conversations and flamboyancy.

dont mind the colors, I was just having fun.

I had some french fries yesterday. They were the most delicious thing in the world. It made me wonder if all my talk of not liking food is just because I indulge in the foods i like rather often.

I read a blog today that made me want to invite someone to come stay with me. We don't have any space but it would guarantee me a life of good times. I'd feel bad for them though.

I checked out minneapolis singles last night. I didn't sign up or anything, but just seeing some of the people on there made me realize I don't need that. Its a big world, there are lots of people looking.

I think its funny that the things we miss, are simultaneously the things we wish no one else could have. We like to think we are special. That somehow it was us individually that brought out such wonder.

I'm thinking about doing nothing today. Its a nice thought, but it also makes me feel wasteful. I am no where near completing most of my goals, but more and more I wonder what the purpose of this thing is. Who cares if I stop a week short. It was the same with traveling. Once you learn stuff, cant you quit?
I don't like the idea that this "challenge" is making me obsessed with food and all that. It makes me feel more out of control than when I wasn't watching.

day 3

So I have had a headache for 2 days and its starting to make me cranky.
I had wonderfully fascinating dreams last night. I remember most of them (this is abnormal).
Just about everyone I knew was in the dreams. The highlight was probably a minute long hug with Gabi that meant she wasn't mad at me (but I don't know if thats true or not).

Food wise, I'm roughly on. My meals have consisted of apples, oranges, plums, peanuts, peanut butter, bok choy, broccoli, carrots, cucumber, lettuces, pea pods, celery... oh and a bagel once.
I haven't stuck to the raw thing. For drinks I have had water and juice. I am hoping for a smoothie soon.
My food seems really flavorless without salt. That doesn't necessarily mean I like flavor, but I seem a lot more willing to use seasonings.

Exercise, I have walked around the lake once, done some stretching a few times, rode my bike to see batman (almost died on the way-summer heat) and did some sit ups. I think the sit ups at this point will be the biggest challenge. Originally I thought..."shit I can do a 1000 situps in a few weeks...) but now I realize that a 1000 is a lot. It might end up being more like 500 at the most.

I been working on some music, about a third of the way into a book about the history of sexual advice (in the world) and may be going to a jazz club tonight.


My opinion of this experiment seems to vary pretty dramatically. I have huge doubts as to whether I would keep any of this up... and of course I haven't really done anything yet.... maybe its the headache. I just cant imagine coming home from a walk like the one I did yesterday and not thinking "man I should get some fastfood on the way."
When I got home, I had no desire to make any food.


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I wish I could say I had a lot more to talk about, but I don't seem to.
I once again blame this on the headache.



I thought this was interesting

soon I will be asleep. and then awake again. Funny eh. I watched a lot of movies tonight. Not much to report on. Half way through the kingdom.
tomorrow its groceries and batman.
gotta wash my face and float off... smell ya later.

mike's 2 week challenge

So I want to do a sort of living challenge for myself since I have some time off. This challenge will be two weeks long. It will start Monday which means no treats at the Batman movie for me.

The basic idea is to try to challenge myself to live a bit healthier for a few weeks, I am hoping that it will remind me I can live without certain things, and maybe challenge me to be a little bit more receptive to healthy lifestyle choices. Here is what I have so far, please feel free to comment, give suggestions etc. Right now I am also trying to think up some punishment style ideas, I was thinking of things like "no cds for a year" "cut my hair" etc if I do not complete my task. However certain things may be adjusted if plans change. For instance I can refill my gas tank if I need to go out of town for a few days (that sort of thing). I also think I will make exceptions to eating out if people come into town or are unable to come over to make food.

Here is the idea.

NOT ALLOWED

Pop
Chocolate
fast food
added salt
icees
heavy sugars (corn syrup based items)
gasoline (I will fill up my tank on monday and then no more) This is to encourage walking and biking.
Alcohol
drugs (Tylenol etc included)


MUST DO!

exercise:

Ride bike (at least 10 times)
Canoe (at least 2 times)
Yoga (at least 2 times)
Stretch (at least 10 times)
Walk around the lake (at least 2 times)
Sit ups (at least 1000)

Activities and life style:

Must complete at least 4 paintings.
Must read at least 2 books.
Must write at least 5 poems.
Must write at least 1 song.
Must attend at least 2 concerts.
Must do the "smile thing" at least 2 times.
Must eat at home at least 90% of the time.
Must make at least one video.

So ideally this plan will leave me eating a lot of fruits and veggies, drinking a lot of water, making food that is healthy etc. The activities will hopefully push me to get out of bed and do something, even if I don't always want to. If you have read this far, I think you might have figured out that a lot of these things could be interactive, so please feel free to join me and help. I.E Canoing is a two to three person thing.

Also if you suggest something that is not on this list, I may add.
I may also need rides to things like concerts if we go far away.

Thats the update.
I think the reward for this might be a digital 4 track recorder thing, that I can make music with.
Right now I cant actually afford it, but in a few months I could... but I was hoping to have one before the end of the summer so I can do stuff with it. Maybe if I knock off a lot of the stuff on the list and it is going well I will purchase it in the second week. Oh well.

Ha!

Im an idiot.

if you were here, I'd sing this

They're tearing up streets again.
They're building a new hotel.
The Mayor's out killing kids to keep taxes down,
and me and my anger sit folding a paper bird,
letting the curtains turn to beating wings.
Wish I had a socket-set to dismantle this morning.
And just one pair of clean socks.
And a photo of you.
When you get off work tonight,
meet me at the construction site,
and we'll write some notes to tape to the heavy machines,
like "We hope they treat you well. Hope you don't work too hard.
We hope you get to be happy sometimes."
Bring your swiss-army knife, and a bottle of something,
and I'll bring some spraypaint and a new deck of cards.
Hey I found the safest place to keep all our tenderness.
Keep all our bad ideas. Keep all our hope.
It's here in the smallest bones, the feet and the inner-ear.
It's such an enormous thing to walk and to listen.
I'd like to fall asleep to the beat of you breathing
in a room near a truckstop on a highway somewhere.
You are a radio. You are an open door.
I am a faulty string of blue christmas lights.
You swim through frequencies.
You let that stranger in, as I'm blinking off and on and off again.
We've got a lot of time.
Or maybe we don't, but I'd like to think so, so let me pretend.
These are my favourite chords.
I know you like them too.
When I get a new guitar, you can have this one and sing me a lullaby.
Sing me the alphabet.
Sing me a story I haven't heard yet.
~The Weakerthans

Yesterday was the last day of work for the summer.
It was a really interesting experience. I'm not sure how much I want to describe work on here just because I feel like it might not be professional. But overall a good experience.

I started planning ideas for fall. I will be teaching three social studies classes. US history, world history and election politics (because of the timing).

I need to start looking up lessons and ideas.

Some of the feedback i got from the classes I taught was interesting. Students wanted more lecture, structure and discipline.

I am able to do so, but I was surprised because this whole school seems to be set up so that those things are not emphasized. I guess young people need structure.

immoral behavior

Last night me and my roommate smoked shisha and salvia extract. One of those substances worked a little too well, and the other not well enough. I have never smoked tobacco before. After taking way too many inhalations I started getting really warm and queasy and tired. It was not fun at all. Felt like I was hung over. When i got a fan on me and laid down i felt better but then went to sleep.

I have like half a bottle of the salvia extract left and it doesnt seem to do shit... so... i dunno what to do with it.

This is all legal, but I say immoral because at times in my life I considered substances of any kind to be escape behavior. I think I still do in this case, but I just read this book on hallucinogens and mysticism and all this stuff and it made me really curious, so I wanted to try a legal one. So far, no good.

Today is a very beautiful day, despite the heat. I just feel dehydrated.

"All the clouds are cumuloft
Walking in space
Oh my God your skin is soft
I love your face

How dare they try to end this beauty?
How dare they try to end this beauty?

To keep us under foot
They bury us in soot
Pretending it's a chore
To ship us off to war

In this dive
We rediscover sensation
In this dive
We rediscover sensation

Walking in space
We find the purpose of peace
The beauty of life
You can no longer hide

Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open"




sometimes we quote the same thing, numerous times.

i think I accidentally erased a poem I was writing. I had it saved on e mail. I liked it, then didn't but saved it, then re-read it a few days ago and liked it again. but now its gone. fleeting materialism.

Mike is super weird

aside from all the normal complaints. Especially that nostalgia one which I am feeling super hardcore right now. I AM SUPER WEIRD!
I don't know who I am around all the people I see.
I don't think I am very humble or at least very grateful.
I feel on equal with people. Not above or below, but equal, except... thats not normal for me.

At work I am quiet and rarely speak up around my co-workers so they must see me as a super chill guy.
The students think I'm totally weird.
My roommates probably think I'm pretty weird.
I saw like 6 friends this weekend and I felt like I had no idea what to do or say the entire time.
I'm pretty much just weird.

One of my roommates plays the ONCE soundtrack as loud as I would at home. Its pretty awesome.


At the same time.... other than worrying people are mis perceiving me and me not knowing what to say... I'm fairly cool right now. Chill.

I really wanted to sit down on the street today... but I had obligations... tomorrow it will be a lot hotter. maybe too hot.
off to dinner with my mom.

you're adorable in those pants/shorts/dress/skirt (wink)

Talking to friends and being social is good for me.
Its just one of those things I didn't want to be vulnerable about to everyone, maybe just one or two people in particular, but they are busy and I got sick of waiting.
Doesn't necessarily make it feel better.
Just reinforces the idea that I'm alone, but I'm not in it alone.
A good reminder.
but then I felt guilty for being disappointed all week, or for needing people
and I don't like covering up my feelings.
So I was a little down.
and tomorrow?

who knows.

another simple but good

fun fun fun

“Who's the one to blame for this strain in my vocal chords?
Who can pen a hateful threat but can't hold a sword?
It's the same who complain about the global war,
But can't overthrow the local joker that they voted for.”

Lately I been pondering revolution. And not in the “hey lets go” fashion but in the “why hasn’t this happened?” sense. All the ideas are there but the economics isn’t. Which lends credence to the Marxist views of how things are run and how they have been run. But I have asked some people very recently, “If the republic fell, would you do anything?”
-the scenario goes like this. Say Bush takes over in the name of national security, but suddenly it looks like no free elections in 4 or 20 years, things don’t change a whole lot though. The same people are in power, the occasional random pick up by the secret police the occasional oppressive police brutality in some city far from you… but in general life continues. You hear less and less on the tv and from the news papers as the media follows its orders. You don’t know many people who’s lives are so very different…. in general, the republic is dead but the empire continues.

Do you do anything?
Fight with weapons?
Fight with words and signs and marches?
Organize in any way?
Just continue about your day?

The only people I can imagine doing anything are those who are ultra conservative and feel they need their rights like they need air… and those who are bored and dislike their lives already.

Would the military change anything?
-Generals who are too afraid to take charge for fear of reprisal.

I guess its an interesting idea. I wonder if those who complain (me included) have any stick to back their beliefs… or if its all empty. And if its all empty… have we already lost it all?

um mike ranting

I don't really know what I want to say, because of course most of this is the same old thoughts, but I hate having feelings and not expressing them. Especially when they are affecting my social interactions... whether the people notice or not.

Its weird to be in a new house with new people around. I have never known Morgan all that well. But I knew enough, and I heard more from the friends who he was closer with. I have always respected him, so yeah it seemed logical enough to move in. Travis is a nice guy. I like him, I like them, I like the people they bring over.
but its different. Its different to walk into a situation that isn't your scene, and try to fit. They all know each other through work connections etc. I'm the only one around with a "real" job, which mostly just means I am sleeping while they are socializing, and they are sleeping while I am at work (which I would be if I wasn't working). I like their routines their lives. It seems like a really nice system. They are able to have groups over because the people know each other.
I was thinking about inviting morris kids over for dinner. But then most of those kids would scatter to the wind again. My park friends don't hang in groups anymore... I have been doing the single friend at a time thing for a long time (in the cities). I'm pretty used to that.
What I was saying about the not knowing people thing is weird though, because every night I'm around them or their friends I feel like I make a complete ass out of myself... and they all accept me because they don't know any better. Which is totally cute. Which is very nice of them... but I'm used to having people respect my opinions and look to me for things... and they do not, because why would they? They got their thing down. So I guess what I'm saying is, I don't know my place yet within this group. I'm treading and its pretty awkward... not awful, but I wish I had something to stand on.
Its been really nice seeing Jessica lately. Illy last week. I wish i could see them more, but they have lives and other stuff going on and its a lot to ask... especially when I know what I'm missing is like a partner.
I was thinking tonight that its not even the lack of girlfriend thats been getting to me lately. Its the go-to-person. I have always had a go to person, someone to call or write or hang with.
Sometimes its a few people at once, but someone to bounce ideas off of, share your day with etc.

I have a feeling the true reason people all get married at the same time (and then in a quick hurry) is because people realize they are gonna have a harder and harder time finding those friends.

I guess this past week or two, I have been really happy and excited to be starting this new life. But all of a sudden it hit me today that I don't have anyone to share it with. There are only so many times you can explain the basics to some people before you just stop because you know you aren't getting anywhere you know?

-this isn't to say that the conversations I have been having with people lately are shallow or not helpful... actually its some of those conversations that made me realize this. but its also hearing from those people and seeing that they are seeking the same thing in others (makes one notice how lonely they are in that department).
and thats one of the weird things about living in this house.

three young single guys, all doing fairly well... all reasonably desirable. all single, all seem to have more female friends than male, all seem to have a hard time getting in actual relationships rather than having several friends who provide those qualities.

So I hear from these guys about their prospective girlfriends, their dates, their disappointment when they realize a fling isn't going anywhere, or a friend with benefits will never be more...
and it reminds me that I'm not even actively looking.
my roommate has 5 dates in a week or two and I been sitting at home waiting for a friend to call.

this all started hitting me while eating chinese food.
this is my silly chinese zodiac thing
"Noble and chivalrous. Your friends will be lifelong, yet you are prone to marital strife."
(not that I believe this stuff) -of course the marital strife part got me.

Heres a longer one for fun:

The Boar

Boars are self-reliant, very sociable, dependable,and extremely determined. Boars are peace lovers and don't hold grudges. They hate arguments, tense situations, and try to bring both sides together. In life they make deep and long-lasting friendships. Boars enjoy social gatherings of all kinds, and look for parties to attend. In fact, Boars must watch themselves so that their incessant pursuit of pleasure doesn't interfere with other aspects of their lives. Boars belong to clubs and they make terrific fund raisers. They have a real knack for charity and social work. Boars always listen to problems. They won't mind getting involved and try to help. Boars have big hearts. A problem that Boars have is that they are too innocent and naive. Being honest and trustworthy themselves, they have a hard time understanding the motives of those with less scruples.

Boars do not dazzle or shimmer. They possess the old-fashioned chivalry that grows on you until you totally depend on it. It is so easy to trust Boars. They have a calm expression and a sincere manner. They are blessed with endurance and work steadily at tasks with great patience until completion.

Once Boars arrive at a decision nothing stops them. Of course, before they reach that decision they weigh all the pros and cons. They definitely want to avoid complications. Sometimes they ponder so long they miss the opportunity altogether. But never mind, Boars always believe in miracles, and miracles always happen to them. Fortune favors Boars. They always find someone to help them without having to beg.

In romance, if not careful, Boars may be taken advantage of. Boars trust everyone and believe everything they hear. They are unselfish and enjoy helping their friends. Although they are gullible, they are actually quite intelligent and know how to take care of their own. If you hurt their feelings, Boars often carry the pain for years. They have a hard time saying no to those of concern. Often they wish they had said no.

Boars will always be looking for ways to work off all their extra energy. They work and play hard. Even if they lose everything, Boars manage to bounce back. Their life path supply them with all they need. The Chinese believe Boars own the Horn of Plenty.

whats with girls and dogs? clearly cats are better.

I didnt have many plans for tonight, but the few I did fell through. That didnt really bother me, because as they fell through i felt more and more comfortable with the fact that i was feeling pretty tired and lame. I didnt want to go to fireworks... and no one really asked me to. So that was nice.

but basically I was out with Illy and I decided to eat lunch. I stuffed myself, then two hours later I ate again at my dads, not because I was hungry but because there was all this food that I actually liked... like watermelon.

I came home pretty full and tired.
I wanted to go see a movie but no one was available... now Im thinking about seeing one at 9:20... but I got a ton of movies here to watch if I am feeling too lazy to see that one... which seems like a possibility.
I assume my roommates will come home at some point... and they may bring people here. so thats an easy social fix.

Im so stuffed still.

wake up.

Dreams of ex lovers and reconciliation in the streets.

My roommates are both currently single but trying to swoon some women and despite them both being picky, I assume they each have a list of possibilities.
There are a couple places down the street that have food till 3:00 which is pretty sweet. I bought my years worth of alcohol (minus some Malibu), all our friends are here... long island mix, tequila, the sailor...

Started painting last night... I screwed up early on this new one... so the rest is all fixing and trying to make it not look worse.

question. If one votes on purpose for someone like Bush, should they be held responsible?

Here is your preview:

Every day I get home at like 3-3:15 and want to take a nap... and normally do... i probably will after writing this post.
Work is going really well. I really enjoy the days. I was staring at all the kids on the bus today and thinking about how interesting they are. There are some kids who dont listen to me, or get a little frustrated sometimes... but in general they are all fairly cool.
We went bowling today... for about 20 mins. I planned the field trip... the cheapest place was in Richfield... but that took us 20 mins each way with traffic. Still, I saved the school a ton of money.

I haven't really been doing a lot other than that. The other day we went to a movie. Last night I tried to go to a show... but ended up hanging out with Becky and her latest couch surfer.

I know I need to be getting out... experiencing life and what not... but right now I'm tired and I don't want to go out.

I want people to come to me. All sorts of people.
I want to have a burst of creativity and energy.

Instead I eat a sandwich, drink some pop, take a nap listening to music. Its a day.
still... everything is pretty great.

The Ground Truth

If you ever hear the argument that you have to hear about the war from the troops themselves... this is the movie to counter. Another really hard documentary from the point of view of the soldiers depicting the horrors of war.

Definitely makes you cry. I recommend it.