Two Incidents Meet

after practicing at the music building

waiting for the bus to take me home

Brand New Birthday

Passed out on the overpass
Sunday best and broken glass
Broken down from the bikes and bars
Suspended like spirits over speeding cars
You and me were kings over the parkway tonight
And tonight will go on forever while we
walk around this town like we own the streets
and stay awake through summer like we own the heat
Singing "everybody wake up (wake up) it's time to get down"
(everybody, everybody wake up its time to get down)
And when I pass the bottle back to Pete
on the overpass tonight, I bet we laugh

I'm gonna stay eighteen forever (cut me open)
So we can stay like this forever (sun poisoned)
And we'll never miss a party (this offer...)
cause we keep them going constantly (...stands forever)
And we'll never have to listen (new haircut)
to anyone about anything (new bracelet)
cause it's all been done and it's all been said (eyeliner)
we're the coolest kids and we take what we can get

The hell out of this town
Find some conversation
The low fuel lights been on for days
It doesn't mean anything
I've got another 500, 'nother 500 miles
before we shut this engine down,
we shut it down

I'm gonna stay eighteen forever (cut me open)
So we can stay like this forever (sun poisoned)
And we'll never miss a party (this offer...)
cause we keep them going constantly (...stands forever)
And we'll never have to listen (new haircut)
to anyone about anything (new bracelet)
cause it's all been done and it's all been said (eyeliner)
we're the coolest kids and we take what we can get (wait forever)

(you're just jealous cause I'm young and in love)
Eighteen forever (first kisses)
(your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation)
So we can stay like this forever (new stitches)
(you're spending all your nights growing old in your bed)
And we'll never miss a party (collar weekend)
(and your tearin up your photos cause you wanna forget... it's over)
cause we keep them going constantly (appearance ticket)
(you're just jealous cause I'm young and in love)
And we'll never have to listen (November to...)
(your stomach's filled up but you're starved for conversation)
to anyone about anything cause it's all been done (...remember)
(you're spending all your nights growing old in your bed)
and it's all been said (nightswimmers)
(and your tearin up your photos cause you wanna forget... it's over)
we're the coolest kids and we take what we can get

Just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous cause we're young and in love
You're just jealous...

It is my birthday today. I wish I was still a teenager!

Puzzle Blogs

Are blogs puzzles? Do some writers write hoping that someone out there, in the far corners of the internet world, will decode the words, the descriptors, the connotations, the denotations, that he or she writes and completely understand and identify with what he or she is going through? Was there anyone out there who read my last post and pictured a college kid who had just come back to his apartment from a very productive day, sitting at his computer, barely awake, typing slowly, posting just because he hadn't posted in a while? Was there anyone out there who felt what I felt as they read my last post, or any other post for that matter? Maybe. Just a thought, I suppose.

Will there be someone who gets this?

Most likely.

For the Sake of Blogging

Oh jeez. I'm pretty darn tired. Listening to Yeah Yeah Yeahs. Wearing my non-prescription buddy holly readers. Typing typing typing. Eyes closed.Waiting. Listening. Typing. Resting.

Davis Year 3, Moving House, and Dumpster Treasures

rescue:scene is currently in Davis, CA! My good friend Emma was so kind and gave me a 9 hour ride from America's Finest City to the Bicycle Capitol of the U.S. of A. We got in last Tuesday, which means I have been here for a whole week! This entire week I have been moving house. Moving stuff from apartment to apartment is such a hassle. I highly advise choosing a very nice place that you are most satisfied with and sticking to it. But most of that business is done with, I just have some little things to organize. Our abode is in quite an unappealing state. We have a handful of people stashing their belongings in our place for the summer, and at the moment it looks like a very unkempt thrift store. That having been said, I am excited for everyone else to move in so that they can put their things away in their proper places, thereby eliminating the thrift storiness that is Avalon 47.

I also have a bunch of clothes that I don't wear. I'm thinking of selling them to a thrift store for some quick monies.

Oh, and since Davis is a college town, there are tons of apartments. So around 1 September, the leases to all of the complexes end. Because most college students are lazy, they just throw out there unwanted furniture and goods on the streets for the taking. I am happy to say that I found a George Foreman grill with a bun warmer, and a baking pan filled with fridge magnets. The magnets were dozens of Spanish words, so I can work on making nonsense sentences. And the other magnets were various magnetic cutouts of clothing and various items which can be arranged and attached in a number of ways to a nearly nude magnetic Barack Obama figure. He apparently wears boxer briefs. I also forgot to mention that I found a John McCain bobblehead. I'll have to post some pictures of these things later on. Too lazy right now.