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dreams – number one

I now endeavor to write my dreams here. Dream journals are entertaining and I’m interested to see what I can learn from dreamk3v0.

Last night I had a dream that ?uestlove, one of my roommates and I were on the patio in the house I grew up in.  It was warm out and there was some old R&B music playing, I can’t remember who it was or if it even was a real song.  Tuba Gooding Jr. was in the backyard with  the sousaphone playing along.

?uestlove was choreographing a dance routing that my roommate was doing. We were all there, discussing the moves and jamming out to the tunes.

This is all I remember in detail, I need to write these down after I wake up so they include maximum detail.

Tags: dreams

GO PHILS!!!!!!!!

Win or lose tonight this has been an amazing baseball season and the 2009 Philadelphia Phillies are a great team. Also, the NY Yankees have been a worthy opponent in the World Series, hats off to them.

That is all.

Tags: baseball, Phillies

maybe

maybe it was when you left

maybe it was when you came back

maybe it was when I dreamed you were leaving and I dreaded the thought

or when I woke up next to you and felt so good

maybe it was when I had some of your home cooking

maybe it was when you weren’t crazy

and when you weren’t mean

and when you weren’t insecure

and when you didn’t let it get in the way

or when you simply talked to me

maybe that’s when I realized I how much I want you

Tags: random

you said

you said i go out too much
i won’t meet a nice girl at a bar
but i certainly won’t meet any sitting at home, typing on the old wordpress.
i’ve met girls randomly, through friends, events, here and there
ones i met in real life cheated on me
ones i met online stabbed me
ones i met randomly ran away and fucked boys and girls
after professing me their love
so why not meet a good girl in a bar?
the place matters little when two like minds connect
i’ve met mothers of my children telling me different beers in the bar
mother theresa while sitting on the train
or slinging food with me at the hospital
i’ve met evil people at work,
pure evil pushing a cart at the grocery store
women met through friends who’ve tried to light the place on fire
and called their daddy when the cops got called on them.
met guys through friends who nailed my girl
and after i escaped from her craziness
he knocked her up but didn’t pay the bills
you only say i won’t meet a good girl at a bar
because you don’t want to go to a bar
and you want me to think you’re a good girl, but i’ve seen through that ruse
i’ve seen through hers and hers and his and his
and i’m a fool for looking for IT outside of myself
but i can’t help but look for that love,
look for those arms holding me when falling asleep
or for that bony back laying on me while we quietly watch law and order
i didn’t meet you in a bar and look where you left me,
look where you leave yourself

What to do?

What to do when the ghosts are calling you
luring you back with your own hopeless love
after they came after you with knives
got you smoking again, drinking too much
but not being stupid like they are

only now can I swing on the back porch in peace
only now can i feel calm
and then you called…