Thursday, March 30, 2006
back in the AZ
I am home. Well, technically I am at work. But I am back in AZ from the east coast visit to with my sister. I got in last night and I crashed. I was so freaking tired. I am jet lagged for the first time ever. It was the longest flight I have ever taken. I felt like I was still on the air plane even hours later. I still feel that way even a little bit, now. I am at work today, so I had to get up early. But I am working my half day today, so it's only 4 hours. I didn't even unpack or anything. At least I have the weekend to deal with it all.
Poor Chris was so lonely. I missed him very much too. He said that he was all off schedule and stayed up late. He said the house was so quiet and he didn't feel like doing anything. (translation - the kitchen is a mess! But it is when I'm home too, so that's not much of a stretch.) I am happy to be home. I had a great time back east, but it was time to come back to life.
More later.
More pictures later too.
Poor Chris was so lonely. I missed him very much too. He said that he was all off schedule and stayed up late. He said the house was so quiet and he didn't feel like doing anything. (translation - the kitchen is a mess! But it is when I'm home too, so that's not much of a stretch.) I am happy to be home. I had a great time back east, but it was time to come back to life.
More later.
More pictures later too.
Monday, March 27, 2006
¿Dónde?
Yes. I know. Where have I been and what's with not posting?
Well, as most people know, I am on vacation. I am visiting my sister and have been here since Friday. We are having a really good time. Can't deny that there is sister tension once and awhile, but I have to admit that this is the longest we have been together without a drop down drag out fight. We did argue and I thought it was going to happen, but it didn't. It may seem strange to most, but going this long without a fight is big for us. I think that we have both grown up a lot recently and its more than just age. We are seeing each other differently than we have before and I like that we are about to get along now. We need each other. And we both want to be friends and I really believe that is happening. Anywoo.
I am posting a few pics so far. She doesn't like to reveal where she lives, so I am not gonna post specifics on where we went and she does not like to have her identity revealed, so I respect that. So, you are stuck with pics of me.
Yesterday - at a place with lots of beautiful flowers
Today - at an East Coast beach not too far from where my sister lives
It was my first time in the ocean on the east coast. It was not too cold and I was not going to pass up the opportunity to get my feet wet with east coast water.
Well, as most people know, I am on vacation. I am visiting my sister and have been here since Friday. We are having a really good time. Can't deny that there is sister tension once and awhile, but I have to admit that this is the longest we have been together without a drop down drag out fight. We did argue and I thought it was going to happen, but it didn't. It may seem strange to most, but going this long without a fight is big for us. I think that we have both grown up a lot recently and its more than just age. We are seeing each other differently than we have before and I like that we are about to get along now. We need each other. And we both want to be friends and I really believe that is happening. Anywoo.
I am posting a few pics so far. She doesn't like to reveal where she lives, so I am not gonna post specifics on where we went and she does not like to have her identity revealed, so I respect that. So, you are stuck with pics of me.
Yesterday - at a place with lots of beautiful flowers
Today - at an East Coast beach not too far from where my sister lives
It was my first time in the ocean on the east coast. It was not too cold and I was not going to pass up the opportunity to get my feet wet with east coast water.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
just a tip
Referring to your social security number as your "soc" (pronounced so-sh) just makes you sound stupid.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Teddy Geiger
I thought I would branch out and find some new music. I heard a great song on MTV of all places and looked up the artist. And find on his website, the following:
"His voice is something he has made completely his own, reminiscent of the incomparable pipes of unique artists like John Mayer, Chris Martin and Dashboard Confessional, with a touch of Cat Stevens."
Ah, that explains it.
The album comes out tomorrow, so I'm gonna pick it up.
Here's the video for the single:
And no, he's no replacement. He's 16 for Christ sake! And cannot compare to my Johnny.
"His voice is something he has made completely his own, reminiscent of the incomparable pipes of unique artists like John Mayer, Chris Martin and Dashboard Confessional, with a touch of Cat Stevens."
Ah, that explains it.
The album comes out tomorrow, so I'm gonna pick it up.
Here's the video for the single:
And no, he's no replacement. He's 16 for Christ sake! And cannot compare to my Johnny.
Friday, March 17, 2006
it just might be another John Mayer day...
The following is a live performance of a new song. It's supposed to be on the new album.
Here is Stop This Train
Here is Stop This Train
his newest blog entry...
I added the pic cause I thought it was funny and went with it...
Thursday, March 16, 2006
"Us", As Told By Us
I can think of no better metaphor for loneliness (or at least involuntary independence) than a photograph of a man with his arm extending out of the frame and his body leaning backwards, every muscle engaged, hoping to get the shot of himself he envisions in his head. A shot, by the way, that looks nothing like the man. This, of course, is why he chooses it as his portrait. It doesn't remind him of anything he knows so well. Maybe he likes to hold his lens to the mirror because the inverse of his image is just novel enough to satisfy him. Maybe the glare from the flash across the glass cheats the math. A fluke of physics for 1/400 of a second, proof that sometimes, when you shoot enough, the camera gets it right.
As time goes on, the best years of our lives will be remembered by photos we took of ourselves. We'll handle our own history, revising it as we go along, deleting the ones that don't look like our reflections anymore. All that will remain will be images of people that look nothing like us.
In 20 years it won't matter what our connection to us was. There will be nothing to learn from an image of ourselves, by ourselves. That's called life. The ongoing image of us, by us. It will only matter what the connection to others was like.
Those will matter.
That shot that girls take together, man - they know what they're doing. The flash hits so hard that everything behind their hair becomes arbitrary darkness, their environment suggested only by the cut of dress and color of beverage. That's your life. That's your self. When you hand the camera to someone else, you break that electrical circuit of hand to lens to eye to vanity. I've never seen any truth in that, and I never expect to.
No more pictures of me by me. I can save you time and just write what I hope you'll think about me when you see me.
Honest but mysterious
uncommonly attractive but naive
Potential for great understanding, but only if called upon. Fun as default.
Rugged but subtle
That's more than you'll get out of me from some photograph I chose as the one that you should see. Don't ever let me pick my own photo. I have two options. Disappointment in not seeing what I so badly want to, or a false sense of wonder.
But the ones you girls take together, that's what it's all about.
John
Thursday, March 16, 2006
"Us", As Told By Us
I can think of no better metaphor for loneliness (or at least involuntary independence) than a photograph of a man with his arm extending out of the frame and his body leaning backwards, every muscle engaged, hoping to get the shot of himself he envisions in his head. A shot, by the way, that looks nothing like the man. This, of course, is why he chooses it as his portrait. It doesn't remind him of anything he knows so well. Maybe he likes to hold his lens to the mirror because the inverse of his image is just novel enough to satisfy him. Maybe the glare from the flash across the glass cheats the math. A fluke of physics for 1/400 of a second, proof that sometimes, when you shoot enough, the camera gets it right.
As time goes on, the best years of our lives will be remembered by photos we took of ourselves. We'll handle our own history, revising it as we go along, deleting the ones that don't look like our reflections anymore. All that will remain will be images of people that look nothing like us.
In 20 years it won't matter what our connection to us was. There will be nothing to learn from an image of ourselves, by ourselves. That's called life. The ongoing image of us, by us. It will only matter what the connection to others was like.
Those will matter.
That shot that girls take together, man - they know what they're doing. The flash hits so hard that everything behind their hair becomes arbitrary darkness, their environment suggested only by the cut of dress and color of beverage. That's your life. That's your self. When you hand the camera to someone else, you break that electrical circuit of hand to lens to eye to vanity. I've never seen any truth in that, and I never expect to.
No more pictures of me by me. I can save you time and just write what I hope you'll think about me when you see me.
Honest but mysterious
uncommonly attractive but naive
Potential for great understanding, but only if called upon. Fun as default.
Rugged but subtle
That's more than you'll get out of me from some photograph I chose as the one that you should see. Don't ever let me pick my own photo. I have two options. Disappointment in not seeing what I so badly want to, or a false sense of wonder.
But the ones you girls take together, that's what it's all about.
John
Monday, March 13, 2006
thanks for all the love
I wanted to say thank you to my family for all the love and support they gave me when I had my root canal on Thursday. It was quite painful, but I am recovering. I have to go get my permanent filling and crown this Thursday. But I wanted to let my loved ones know that I appreciate their love and concern, even if I don't always say so.
you know what sucks?
yup. sucks.
I heard this horrible noise last week and couldn't figure out what it was. I went from room to room and finally discovered it.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
now I feel really bad...
I just found out that the lady that had the bible in the ziploc bag died yesterday. They took us all off the phones to tell us. Gee. They don't have anymore details about how she died. I hope karma really doesn't exist.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
tooth
As I mentioned before, I am going in for a root canal. It's this Thursday at 2pm and I couldn't be more happy. That sounds crazy, I know. But when you are in as much pain as I have been for the last few weeks, you would feel the same way. I just want to feel better. And not have to take all that ibuprofen. I just might have them take out all my roots while they are in there so that I never have to be in this constant pain ever again.
Monday, March 06, 2006
being a pimp is fraught with difficulties that non-pimps seem unable to understand
aka Its Hard Out Here for a Pimp
Life has been hard for me lately. Hence the lack of posting.
Lemme make a list so I can get caught up:
- Academy Awards
-tooth
- Chris' birthday
-new sunset in the shower pics
- helpful mother
That's all I got right now. I'll work on the posts soon.
Edited to add: Thanks to my sister's boyfriend who sent her the mp3 of the song. She decided that I needed to have it too and emailed it me. Now she won't stop singing it.
Life has been hard for me lately. Hence the lack of posting.
Lemme make a list so I can get caught up:
- Academy Awards
-
- Chris' birthday
-
- helpful mother
That's all I got right now. I'll work on the posts soon.
Edited to add: Thanks to my sister's boyfriend who sent her the mp3 of the song. She decided that I needed to have it too and emailed it me. Now she won't stop singing it.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
25 signs you have grown up
25 SIGNS YOU HAVE GROWN UP
1. Your house plants are alive, and you can't smoke any of them.
2. Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question.
3. You keep more food than beer in the fridge.
4. 6:00 am is when you get up, not when you go to bed.
5. You hear your favorite song in an elevator.
6. You watch the Weather Channel.
7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of "hook up" and "break up."
8. You go from 130 days of vacation time to 14.
9. Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as "dressed up."
10. You're the one calling the police because those %&@# kids next door won't turn down the stereo.
11. Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you.
12. You don't know what time Taco Bell closes anymore.
13. Your car insurance goes down and your car payments go up.
14. You feed your dog Science Diet instead of McDonald's leftovers.
15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.
16. You take naps.
17. Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning of one.
18. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 AM would severely upset, rather than settle, your stomach.
19. You go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests.
20. A $4.00 bottle of wine is no longer "pretty good stuff."
21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time.
22. "I just can't drink the way I used to" replaces "I'm never going to drink that much again."
23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work.
24. You drink at home to save money before going to a bar.
25. When you find out your friend is pregnant you congratulate them instead of asking "Oh S*$# what the hell happened?"
Bonus:
26: You read this entire list looking desperately for one sign that doesn't apply to you and can't find one to save your sorry old ass.
1. Your house plants are alive, and you can't smoke any of them.
2. Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question.
3. You keep more food than beer in the fridge.
4. 6:00 am is when you get up, not when you go to bed.
5. You hear your favorite song in an elevator.
6. You watch the Weather Channel.
7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of "hook up" and "break up."
8. You go from 130 days of vacation time to 14.
9. Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as "dressed up."
10. You're the one calling the police because those %&@# kids next door won't turn down the stereo.
11. Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you.
12. You don't know what time Taco Bell closes anymore.
13. Your car insurance goes down and your car payments go up.
14. You feed your dog Science Diet instead of McDonald's leftovers.
15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.
16. You take naps.
17. Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning of one.
18. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 AM would severely upset, rather than settle, your stomach.
19. You go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests.
20. A $4.00 bottle of wine is no longer "pretty good stuff."
21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time.
22. "I just can't drink the way I used to" replaces "I'm never going to drink that much again."
23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work.
24. You drink at home to save money before going to a bar.
25. When you find out your friend is pregnant you congratulate them instead of asking "Oh S*$# what the hell happened?"
Bonus:
26: You read this entire list looking desperately for one sign that doesn't apply to you and can't find one to save your sorry old ass.
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