another day, another blog...

I don't have much to talk about really, its been a while since i really dug into a blog... so i figured i would throw something in that i recently wrote. Its been a lil bit since i have dabbled with the poetry and I think it turned out nicely.


I take my trust and I place it in the gentle hands that caress me in the most intimate of moments.

Then wrap up my emotions into a little ball of yarn.
Tangled, but true…I put them in your pocket.

My feelings, your fingers…infinite possibilities. One can create something warm, snug…a keepsake to snuggle through the night.

The integrity of the vibrant, colorful fibers kept in tact with caring and compassion.

Or slowly weakened, unwinding and wearing thin.

Take me.
Make me.
Let me…

wrap myself around your body.


David.

"WHAT THE PUCK"

I went to a hockey game the other night and the person i went with got hit with a PUCK in the face...well, the top of the head. Like most females at a hockey game, there was action goin on in our end of the ice and she, of course, wasnt paying attention.

<------ Next - puck in da head!

Truth be known tho, we were sitting a tad below the glass and one would think that there was NO WAY a puck could possibly hit you being situated where we were. It all happend in slow motion, but unlike her...i saw it all unfold. I even told her what the puck looked like, i saw the whole thing frame by frame. Amazing how the human mind could work. On the way out of the arena, i was able to get a glance at a puck in the display case and I was "bang on" with my description of the puck LoL. The puck didnt look like the picture displayed here, but if i were to think of a puck hitting me in my beautiful face, i would want it to look like "SMILEY" up there, with the fucked up grill LoL.

Great story, no as great for the young lady who got the puck in the head. You should have seen her noggin swell up, holy shiat...like bread rapidly rising in the oven LoL. Bwhahahahaha, poor gal.

Better her than me :)

Big Mouth.

"THE YANKS"

God Bless the Yankees, fu@king Pricks! Buy their way into the playoffs each and every fu@king year. For them to celebrate the way they did after LOSING A GAME to make it into the playoffs was PATHETIC...if you ask me, and of course...you didnt.

To think that they pay a player on that team 25 million dollars a season, 25 fu@king million dollars yet there are people living on the street, eating out of garbage cans and sleeping on the pavement. While this chump is making 25 million... A FU@KING YEAR.

When you make that much fu@king money one would hope that you would have it written into your contract that you are going to give away at least a fifth of that to charity. Or here would be a great idea, play one year for FREE. Donate a years salary to i dunno, LIBERATING A FUCKING COUNTRY WITH ALL THAT GODDAMN MONEY!!!

George Lucas donated 175 Million dollars recently to a film school. 175 million dollars so they CAN EXPAND. HOW ABOUT TAKING 10 MILLION OF THAT AND BUILDIG A SHELTER FOR THE HOMELESS RIGHT NEXT TO IT. Cripes, how about 20 Million and you can teach homeless people with no trade skills how to make movies, or at least be able to perform related tasks, at the very least...give them something to do, like take out the trash... 2 birds with one stone, they have a job... AND a meal.

the US makes me sick sometimes.

Big Mouth

FORGIVENESS

A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:

"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on stone:

"TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."

The man who had slapped and saved his best friend asked,

"After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand...now, you write on a stone, why?"

The other friend replied:

"When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."

David.

* plugs nose * " I FaRTeD!

Bwhahahahahahaha, GOTCHA!

I apologize, but my MASSIVE cranium is preoccupied with solving larger issues such as world hunger, finding the cure to cancer ( which I'm so very close to ) Understanding how George Bush got re elected for a second term and of course, finally finding those weapons of mass destruction.

I think Bush might have been referring to his own army...

BIG MOUTH

I like country music *shivers*

This is the TRuTH. I do in fact, like country music...I don't LOVE IT. Although liking it is unbelievable enough, at least...for me. 10 weeks ago if you were to ask me if I liked this kinda TWANGY DRAWN OUT SHIAT, i would have given you an emphatic "FU@K NO!" LoL...

Even though there is a lot of country out there that fit right into that stereotype, there are many EXTREMELY catchy tunes, not to mention some beautiful ballads. If you dont believe me, here are a few examples.

Catchy:

Hold my Beer - Aaron Pritchett
Hair in my eyes like a Highland Steer - Corb Lund
Brand new Girlfriend - Steve Holy

Ballads:

Dierks Bently - Come a Little Closer
Aaron Lines - 20 Years Late
Tim McGraw - My Little Girl

There are a few more but those are some goodies, chances are you will like the Catchy ones much more, but im a fu@king sap for the slow jams LoL. It goes beyond the music as well, the lyrics are often funny for the fast tracks and meaningful for the slow stuff.

Just give it an HONEST try, give it a good go and don't simply disregard or give up on the music as soon as you hear a tune or two that you dont like because truth is, you dont like a lot of the tunes you hear day to day, which is why so many people channel surf on the radio and skip over songs on CD's. You give it a good go and I guarentee you will enjoy some of it... now it may not be the COOLEST kinda music to listen to, but its definately easy on the ear from time to time.

David.

9-11-5 years later.

Today is the 5th anniversary of the September 11th attacks. I remember the date well... I rarely fall asleep with the television on, the night of September 10th that wasn't the case. If anything, if I fall asleep watching TV, its on sports highlights. Again, this wasn't the case this night.

I wake up in the basement the morning of September 11th, the TV was on... oddly enough, it was on NBC. Not the SCORE (a sports highilght reel program) that the television would usually be on if I were to accidentally fall asleep. My first recollection is seeing a burning building on the screen. Talk of the world trade centre and nobody was really sure to exactly how the WTC ended up in the state it was. I was just like everyone else, amazed... a sense of awe, more so... a surreal feeling. It was like i was watching a movie, never seeing something of this magnitude on television before... or maybe it was more the fact that you were watching this unfold, u were there and everything was being shot live...the ULTIMATE reality show.

I know for a fact that I was watching the story unfold still when the second plane hit the second of the twin towers. But for the life of me, I can't recall the image in my mind. I remember images that were captured on tape that started to come in the hours after, but as far as the initial impact, I draw a blank...even right now.

5 years later, the people killed in the 9/11 attacks are still dead... now we are sending soldiers overseas to suffer the same fate. Lord knows how many innocent people have been killed on both sides, we probably won't find out for decades, thats if, of course...we still aren't occupying their country.

Everyone wanting to go to war to Everyone just wanting our troops to come home. The mad man isn't being chased, the Mad mad is being followed....George Bush.

I'm a Canadian, and pround of it... I wish the best for our troops and everyone involved in the war effort. I support them 1oo %, but i DO NOT support this war. The American Government completely disregarded all due process for enguaging in war and flat out LIED about weapons of mass destruction, and all for PERSONAL GAIN.

Many more people involved in this war have died then the people in the WTC attacks, I'm thinking thats a pretty good sign to give this effort a rest, before anymore people R.I.P.

Just a thought.

Big Mouth.

Thank the Lord for Friday's

I dont know what it is, but even tho it was a short work week for me...im fucking exhausted and I cant remember the last time i couldnt wait for a week to end. Today is Friday, I am planning on having a very boring weekend, and thats JUST FINE with me.

Rest up, then head back to work on Monday with a fresh outlook on the work week :D

My HDTV is sitting back at my moms place, not sure when im going to bring it up here...maybe i wont at all. Its much safer back at home without 2 dogs and a cat running around all the time.

Have a good weekend.

David.

Lets Boogie!

When was the last time you ate one of your own boogers. What was so fascinating about it, more so...why the Fu@K did we do it. I dont believe anyone who says that hey have never had a golden nugget of the nose. I remember doing it ALL the time. There must be a buildup of boogs in my stomach.

Now i'll pick my nose here and there...i figure, we evolved so we COULD pick our noses. Small cylindricle fingers, round nostrils which are easily accessable with those digits...heck, running for a tissue when i can just rummage through my nose and wipe it on the bottom of whoevers chair or couch...Come On! I think not...

I will have to endulge myself to some snot candy in the near future, maybe its gets better with age...depending on diet and so forth. O.K maybe i wont LoL.

Big Nostrils a.k.a Big Mouth

Heart and Mind

Something happened to me recently, "something" is kinda vague so let me get right to the point....kinda. Here is something you didnt know, after the first line i wrote... I've been struggling to come up with the words that i want to use to describe how im feeling:

(5 minutes after just staring at the screen)

It's not because im ashamed of how i feel, or embarrassed... I'm just struggling to come to terms with whats goin on inside my head.

Im the kinda person that GIVES my trust away, never thought i did... but when i have a good feeling about someone, I just do. It seems more and more that this way of approaching relationships on any level just isn't the smart way of doing things. Then again, I dont want to be one of those people that shut the door on others due to "Past Experiences."

I think what it breaks down to is thinking with the heart - and- mind. Truly trying to come to an understanding of both entities. My heart feels that most have a good soul, there are just some people that make bad decisions at times. My mind is pretty much a free spirit when it comes to interracting with anyone. Funny enough, Im more picky with guys thats I let enter my life then females, im very critical about my friends that way. I try to avoid judging a book by its cover and if you were to take a look at my wide variety of friends, you would see that at first glance.

Lets just say that someone surprised me with their behavior recently and the only reason it disappointed me as much as it did, is because I have a lot of respect for them. If it were someone i could give less of a shiat about, it wouldnt bother me any...why should it, they arent important to me. When someone you hold in high regard does something to disappoint you, it kinda digs at you and i know that ANYONE reading this blog right now knows EXACTLY what im talking about.

Let me close with this:

It doesn't matter how much you love someone, how much they love you...whether it be a dog, cat, goldfish, family member, lover or friend. There's one thing that you can take for granted, that at one point... they will disappoint you. That's just a fact of life! One day it might be shit on the floor, hopefully that was the cat or dog.... The bitter truth still remains, anyone that you care about...somewhere down the road, at some given time...will let you down.

That's the fatal flaw, and beauty of relationships.

ITs Going to Happen!

Suh weeeeet Deal. Daddy gave me the A.O.K for financing for the HDTV which means this weekend, ill be gaming in STYLE.

Tee Hee Hee.

Im very excited to head into BEST BUY and give one of those TV's a good home.

David.