24 September 2009

skipping ahead / no summer

We've lost a precious one, and gained some more (a close one in the middle, that has yet to be resolved) / "Time spent wishing..." / We agree that we start daily marathons... with a loss of breath at the starting line / What should've been done months ago is still in progress -- luck deals its hand and priorities change / I've had my first real experience as a replacement father figure / august 15th - husk /essem turns 4 / A spring-like summer within the four arches of Little Italy, no longer an exiled visitor, it is home again. I am not of italian decent, but I am welcome here. I can name other areas where I am not / I've been subject to fraudulent practices and now I can prove it; I'm slowly basking in the glow of justice and it feels deliciously evil / September 23rd marks the 11th anniversary / My love took me away from it all, just in time / I spent almost fifteen years on the west end and now I've spent one on the east; it is roughly five streets away and the morning sun hits the windows in the exact same way / David Pajo came to greet us at Osheaga (with the aid of a golf cart) / There hasn't been a single bottle of scotch in the apartment since December last year / I owe much; they do too / Apparently, roughly thirty years ago, breaking out a guitar would make you at least a couple hundred on the spot / There's a debate now on the imposed length of records; wether it was intentional or limited to a certain amount of time back in the day as opposed to the mediums that are available today... and I want nothing to do with it / Hippies choose awful colors with which to paint their apartments. Actually, I flat out don't care for hippies in any fashion. I am quite certain philosophy and clean hair can coexist (in mutual tolerance despite different ideologies, interests or a lack thereof) / It's an obvious fault to care a great deal -- just as it is not to / Just everyday observations / Delight is: the exact moment a thirty-something male realizes his nightlife game was born when Nirvana's "Nevermind" came out / One might find it trivial but I find it ever so compelling -- not at odds; at a distance / I've been getting generous loans and offerings from family and friends (always those that can't really afford to in the first place), to keep me going in the meantime -- see? you can say it / It isn't easy to throw away scribbles / I've been contemplating the establishment of a religion that would allow my children to carry firearms in class (at least a 9mm, anything that could counter a Kirpan). We will base the entirety of our lives on the laws and machinations of a threat-in-the-sky that we cannot see / Revolution later / "Don't know what you got 'til it's gone" I really do, but that won't stop it from leaving ("Time spent wishing...") / You can do both / I'm not being serious, I'm just saying. The pictures always spoke more than the words / Some sort of slow autumn, nobody really knows / I miss you so much /