Hello all you beautiful people!
Sorry I haven't written here in a bit. I have been completely enthralled with tumblr as far as blogging goes. You can visit my tumblr here and see what I have been up to. There are philosophical writings, some poetry, and some animated pictures and stuff I made there. The tone of that blog has been generally more serious and more revolutionary than my writings here.
I figured that instead of boring you too much with text today, I'd dump a bunch of photos off of my iPhone. Everyone likes photos! I resized and cropped most of them, and stylized several of them 'cause Photoshop is fun. I didn't include photos of other people, because I didn't want to bug them asking them if it was okay for me to use them. So there are several photos of me, and one of an obscured Tom Petty. Hopefully you can stand my ugly mug enough to get through these.
One other thing though: I need your help with something. I have been writing a book, a work of fiction, and it is coming along slowly but surely, but I find that writing non-fictional essay type stuff is more up my alley. So while I write the fiction, I want to also work on a different project.
I want to write a small piece, ten chapters long, with about 5000 words in each chapter. The piece will be philosophical and personal in nature. I have a lot of ideas about a lot of stuff. There is little that I don't have a thought on, in fact.
So I need you all to tell me what the chapters should be about. I am going to pick the first and the last chapters. The first will be about "hate" and the last will be about "love." So you all fill in the blanks for me, eh? Leave a comment here, or e-mail me, or facebook me, or tweet @ me, telling me what the other eight chapters should be titled and about. I'm looking for one-word topics.
Some possible topics could be "government," "spirituality," "academia," "consumerism," "peace," "culture," "drugs," "anarchy," "religion," "atheism," "media," or whatever else. I'm trying to gauge what others would be most interested in reading about in a short philosophy piece. It will basically just be a collection of essays. I hope someone would be interested in reading it. The internet proves to be an increasingly fickle crowd, and many seem to have next to no tolerance for the long winded among us. But I don't know how else to say all the shit that I have to say without being long winded. So I am just going to continue on and see what happens. I love that I have a readership here. I value everyone who reads what I write and I value any interaction I have with any of you.
I'm going to keep blogging, tweeting, writing poetry, trying my hand at visual art, trying my hand at writing some rap, and writing my fiction book while you guys tell me what topics I should write about. So let me know!
Okay, on to the pictures (and their captions).
This is how cold it is in Colorado right now. I really miss the summer. It's so cold that I couldn't even go out for a walk yesterday. I think it was below zero for a good portion of the evening. Boo!
These icicles looked awesome to me. They kinda have a pattern to them in their length, at least for a couple of iterations. I'm sure it was the result of the way the roof was corrugated on top. Very beautiful nonetheless. I can't see icicles without thinking of that scene in Die Hard 2, when he stabbed homeboy in the eye with an icicle. Bruce Willis is a bad mother fucker in those movies. Well, the first two at least. The most recent one blew nuts. Shia LeBuff should get a career he's good at. :-p
This was a couple weeks ago. I was on a walk, and the sky was on FIRE here in Longmont. Beautiful, eh?
Morning hair. Sometimes morning hair looks good. But... not always.
This was my narc uniform that I wore to Thanksgiving dinner. I felt all uncomfortable in it. ;-)
My cat really dislikes being held. So I hold her like a baby every chance I get, to try to get her desensitized to it. I have been doing this for years. She still hates it. I don't know what else to do but to keep holding her like a baby more and more. She is very special to me.
These were pumpkin cookies. But not for very long. I ate them. I had a lot of help making them. In fact, I can really take little credit. My mom supplied the ingredients and a dear friend/sister/cousin who knows her way around a kitchen better than I do did most of the prep work. But I spread the frosting on. :-)
I love the color of this lighter. I also wait too long to trim my finger nails sometimes.
A tree outside of the apartment a few weeks ago. I love when they have lost their leaves and then they get all snowy and frosty. They look like bones, kinda.
I eat more Frank's Red Hot than anyone in the world. I promise you. The people at Frank's could make some kinda mascot out of me. I love this stuff.
Beans and rice and chopped onion and Frank's Red Hot. I'm still trying to eat as simply as possible. Although I also went back to lifting weights a little recently, and lifting weights causes me to have to eat a LOT more than I would prefer too. Oh well. Trucking forward into minimalism.
That's me with some of the sticky-icky-icky this last summer. Word?
This sandwich was pepper-jack cheese, tomato, onion, spicy brown mustard and Frank's Red Hot! I'm tellin' you, Frank's goes on everything. This sandwich should have given me indigestion. It didn't though. I have the stomach of steel.
A while back I went to Utah for a couple of days with my parents. I saw this. Only in Utah. I'd prefer never to have that many children. Son of a bitch....
This was seen in an "Urban Outfitters" store that I got dragged into a while back. People that shop a lot at Urban Outfitters probably need this. I guess that's why they're selling it there. Good marketing.
In addition to the book above, this flask was at "Urban Outfitters." Now I'm not saying our entire disgusting culture is so horribly fucked that it all has to be leveled into the ground so that we can start over and rebuild the collective human psyche on respect, love, tolerance and intellect... but... oh wait... yes, that's EXACTLY what I'm saying. I cried that day after leaving that store. Literally. Malls make me cry now. It hurts my soul.
A sunburn I had. I don't usually burn. It must have been hot out.
You can't see him, but Tom Petty is up there being awesome. Red Rocks Amphitheater with family. What a wonderful time.
Me, using the compressed air line at the body shop I worked at. Finally, I was able to give myself a blowjob!
This was some time ago. I wish I had actually bought that silly pink jacket instead of just trying it on. I thought it was funny back then. Now I actually want it. I have changed a little.
Alright, that is it for now. Hope you were entertained by those photos and my little thoughts. Give me topics to write about. I need it! And I need you, whether you're giving me topics or not. So send me a communication.