Monday, October 09, 2006

Damn a free Abercrombie & Fitch gift card

Man thats tempting, 500 bucks free of useless crap and all i have to do is click some link that takes me to porn or something like that. Ok gimps listen up dont use my blog space to try and sell or promote your crap. Cuz A) no one is reading this crap i write and B) the sort of people that would read this crap would know better than to click your link even if C) they shopped at Abercrombie and Fitch which they dont.

Since like me and my friend Derek are the only ones who look at this why not better market to your audience. I wear levi's only and i buy them through Casual Male XL, cuz im a fat fuck. If you want to sell me a Tshirt try a Rush, Floyd, Testament or Maiden shirt. Maybe some cool indie movies for Derek or books. The sort of people who would stop to read this crap probably like books.

So in closing use a blog someone reads or offer me something i would be tempted by like a crokinole board or some ice cream

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Tuesday, October 03, 2006

of the unknown aloysius

it begins with sleep. In Truth I am not even me mostly better but often worse. Within confused lands I am Aloysius.

Through Dust and crust other dreamers dreampt as ants we crawled or flies waited singular for windshields. This time birth came calm with little control, Croutched and crowded on disgruntled and decushioned bucket seats. Fainly with old fries but more ozone shocks of wires installed with uncertified percision. From trash heeps and old insulin bottles this was Haddibaugh's Auto. Peering lazily amit baroque banners pasted and plastered over windows recollection came slow. High industrial cloverleaves climbed over trailing miles of light manufacturing; stretching endless on and strangly carless under a supposed weekday sun.

Location not often clear in these tales and threw memory and oneiromancy murk these are but guesses. Some signs spoke of Sunny Vales spiralling climbs above train lines....Side lying tressels by Monterey came to sight and made sense with bland and bleak buildings abandoned in abated decay. All eyes wide as we arrived far south oaken ridged mountain views burnt to golden hue. Lakes and streams overcovered in asphalt marked direction and rationed out location momentarily free. From This sea arose structure that soon loomed above use with dangerous weight. Celebrated nothing ringed in shoppes in only seconds attendants would greet Haddibaugh in throngs. Each falling over himself to honor this imperial host of the illicit and illegal. Entangle with entourage Haddibaugh would be hours and I, alone.

Dreaming eyes presumed I search for Anglac Axebearer and other companions missing in the amassed sea. Soon i accompanied Nicene who stalked with nonesuch beauty,throwing open doors on september dark skies spiced with autumn and smoke. Far forests burned and yield up long the long sun drinking twilight in which we walked. Along lakeside parks nearly silent we crept about Jatte shorelines now solitary.

quotes came with her words pasquinade and poignant, envenomed ironic yet as tintinnabulate verse. Ribbons from her neck she lashed down my yoke so i dragged behind as she spoke. Willowing across valley wind washed all wild and struck. Driving whindes of her hair upon which I was fixed. At times she glanced back silent her face brightly fixed; as if masked by a photograph of her smiling face.

Through parks and suburban flat land we wandered toward her waiting home. Glancing in windows to see how others lived, we walked miles of three modeled repeating development. Navigating laberynths of poor planning toward the vales of higher rent. Into passes burnt golden in late summer she left me as paths split high upon the hill side and walked on lone, leaving me to recover from her memory, again alone.

High upon these trails i walked on hours vaguely toward home. Pausing on oaks low in the valley thunder rolled in bound up with words from high left. Half mocking and laugh a bone thin troll watched me from northward peaks calling at me. Big for a man he was heads well bigger and seemed some red capped goblin king under rollags of pumpkin red hair. In few bounds he towered over me smiling. This was Macalbee the giant a friend of friends and at least meant no harm. Also so he saught Anglac and would lead me back to the parking in moments, though in ours i left.

Friday, September 22, 2006

Watched by empty silhouettes

Ack! i find another blog gloming onto my esteemed monicker! To add just a dash at the end http://crescentstar-.blogspot.com? No one taught them etiquette. This name is earned and burn upon me though now seldom seen amid marks of vital cleansing.

Perhaps you thought these lies but fare more I fear are true. Naive accounts of night's brand upon me indeed wholly factual though lost in time perhaps unread.

Motley drama t'will not be forgot. Close your eyes and still might see these words break like water. But they are words of my self same sea

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Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Crescent Star Rock Score Card 3

Ok if anyone is keeping count here are some of my title references.

Bonded by blood............................Exodus.......................title of their first record
Navigate the Seas of the Sun .............Bruce Dickinson.............Tyranny of Souls
Kill Devil Hill ................................Bruce Dickinson.............Tyranny of Souls
Obscured By Clouds ........................Pink Floyd....................Record Title
Happy Phantom .............................Tori Amos....................Little Earthquakes?
A little Oblivion.............................Counting Crows..............Song lyric
Swiss Colony of the Slippermen...........Gensis.........................The lamb lies down
Golden Brown................................Stranglers.....................Unknown
Water Song...................................Hot Tuna......................Unknown
Ben Breeg.....................................Iron Maiden..................A Matter of life and Death
More Eroision.................................Grails.........................Black Tar Prophcies 1
Cold Lake.....................................Celtic Frost...................Record Title

Cold Lake

Abigail gazing hard
ice swells blazing sun
No more haze and rain
the day just begun

Boot tracks lead back
on shame and pain
Im walking fast
Silently anger remains

Time brings me back
Wood held stacked
Nevermind ice cracks
Im soon submerged

She's screaming now
mimed through window

Meh sort of lame, i heard some Robin hitchcock song with a driving lyric meter that got me going. I dont know it something at the very least. Inspiration is cold lately

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

More Erosion

I wouldn't normally be so mundane to use my space like this but boredom has me. Work has called me in for a late night push and nothing has happened so far. I was told to be here at 9pm but the changed it to 10pm after i left. So im sitting here waiting for work. I guess i am stuck until 6.30 am which is crazy.

I should have brought something to read but im not that smart

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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Ben Breeg

More time passes and still few words...

I dont know if this is a block or my own abstenance to the through of creativity. I would say there are ideas and things working their way free but in gets lost in the illusions of the day. Without destinction i've let these things go; im only haunting my mind as if some blanched photograph.

Measures are at once meaningful and unconcerned in my mindset. Time concrete, movement relative meaning unobserved. One could put some effort in and feel that was deep but don't let yourself be fooled.

Eschew the wandering of mind and happiness may find you but once devoted assuredly it won't.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Water Song

Well i am sort of hoped up on Mountain dew and not wanting to work on installing CVS at the moment. I figure i would stop a moment and talk a little bit about what is going on in my life. I am going to keep it high level and not bore you with the little facts as that I am listening to someone called Richard Thompson sing "Beat the retreat" at the moment.

I went on a cruise and made it up to the town in alaska that I always wanted to see. Hoonah alaska the tinglit capital of the world. I saw some show on kteh when i was 7 talking about a kids life there. I wanted to go ever since!

Denise and I are going to more shows these days. Testament has passed and Megadeth is coming up. I wish we went up to see Zero Hour but that is no biggie. Its fun to see some of the old bands in tiny clubs like Bourbon street.

I am doing weights and trying to get in a less round shape. Doing legs and back one day, then shoulders and finally chest. Trying to keep it to a major muscle group a day like that but also push myself to increase weight. I am going to try some cardio at home tonight maybe i can lose some too.

yeah thats a hot tuna reference

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Golden Brown

I have been waiting on autumn for sometime now and on slow and dragging feet it's nearly hear. I guess i am looking forward to having something to look forward too. An excuse to want to see the people i seldom see or finally let myself feel the pangs that i havent called those long deserving. To admit there maybe hope If one can commit to the underlying work and not turn to video games and solitary mope.

To my friends I am sorry. Derek I should have given you a call long ago and have let inlaws and video games reign me. Rick you deserve those CD's and I am a terrible flake. Mark your my friend and I dont know how to be there for you with your mom so sick, cuz im a weak. Joseph you probably deserve to hear why i flaked out of your game but I didnt want to say I wasnt having fun anymore and i feel at odds with most everything you think. Ants I lost the common ground we shared and thought it was you when I am an elitist. Chiddo I never worked to find common ground with you. Dirk read the above. Brian I have been scared to submit your resume in the past because i worried you would do something weird that aint a friend thats a dick.

I guess that is the crap that I needed to get out and now need to attone for.