Ice Carvings

Maybe i could make 2006 a year of resolutions. 2005 was more of a revolution for me, and despite the maelstrom, i think i learned to use my brain and let less of my heart go out of my sleeve. Since this is the last day of work, and i have tons of figures to work on, i'll make this quick and painless as possible. Mission: Impossible 2k6 1. Quit Smoking (again) I managed to do so for 3 years. Why can't i repeat my success? 2. Keep a significant stash in case of anything. My personal bank account contains nothing but a pittance, which i withdraw almost as soon as i deposit. 3. Less heart, more brain. Especially at the office. Damn the torpedoes, but i am much more effective as a worker when im impassive. And i should stop being paranoid. To all of you. 4. Keep my thoughts to myself - at least hold out for the maximum Self-explanatory. Let their wheels turn instead of mine. I need to practice saying "It's none of my business" and really mean it. 5. Really not care abo

This is not the greatest of times to post this newest lyrics installment, but i only got the singer and title right last night as i was locking the car door. had a wonderful dinner over red crabs and shrimp and white wine, then off to a slice of plain cheesecake. unfortunately, either my contact lenses or the white wine, or the crab fat gave me a headache and we had to excuse ourselves at midnight for a much needed shuteye. anyway, this is rachel yamagata, some chicago singer who i don't know previously. thanks to her deep insight, i don't have to write something about this anymore. i edited it a bit to reflect my gender biases. merry christmas to all, and to all a good night! ----unchristmassy insert--- Worn Me Down Gone - (he’s) gone. How do you feel about it? That’s what I thought. You’re real torn up about it. And I wish you the best I could do without it And I will because you’ve worn me down Oh, I will because you’ve worn me down Worn me down like a road. I did everythin

I finally mustered the courage to do something I’ve been meaning to do for years now. I was hesitant about the concept, and was paranoid about the numerous warnings that it’s not worth it. It took me quite a while to start, and when I did, I wavered during the middle. It took me ages to do something that I should have known how to instinctively. Finally, I drew a sigh of relief as I finally finished it. Now that i did, all i can do is wait anxiously for the impending results of this first time foray. I finally made my first online order. Prologue: The dilemma of gift giving Nel is always at a crossroads on what to give me for Christmas or birthdays. She claims I am too critical of gifts (I am not! I just express my genuine reaction upon seeing my gift unwrapped). She would rather buy me things I need for my everyday use, but as a principle, I prefer out-of-the ordinary (likely expensive) purchases for those special occasions. This loggerhead created the need for us to draw a wish list,

If we can all vote and get rid of one Christmas tradition, i would mount a signature campaign of at least 1 million john hancocks to eradicate once and for all the scourge of the Lenten Season: The Christmas Song. Nothing irritates the beejezus out of me that hearing the same muzak over and over - in elevators, malls, restrooms, radio stations. Somehow this genre has given countless no-hacks the reason to come up with a single or even worse, a compilation. Here's a definitive list of why i hate them jingle bells. 1. The lyrics are mostly nonsense. take Jingle Bell Rock for example: Jingle bell, jingle bell Jingle bell rock Jingle bell swing And jingle bells ring Snowin' and blowin' Up bushels of fun Now the jingle hop has begun Jingle bell, jingle bell Jingle bell rock Jingle bells chime in Jingle bell time Dancin' and prancin' In jingle bell square In the frosty air Somebody beat the author with a 2 day old loaf of french bread until he pleads for mercy. 2. Despite

damn PC at home is on the fritz again. was trying to repair my cd-rw drive when i chanced upon my RAM and decided to wipe it clean. now i have two 128MBs but only 128MB is showing in my system. when will i learn by heart the adage "if it ain't broke, don't fix it." anyway, i think i'll be getting some neat upgrades for christmas. we're looking at 512MB RAM, a new DVD drive, and some kick ass speakers. ho ho ho and a bottle of rum... ---We interrupt this blog for an important reply--- I told the starry sky to wait for you I told the wind to sigh like lovers do I even told the night you were true And you would be here soon And now I'm lying to the moon - Trisha Yearwood this time though, the moon is lying to me. again. by definition, truce is a cessation from all hostilities. i haven't been hostile for over a month. what do i need a truce for? that was then. this is now. and i still can't, and i won't trust again ...especially when you ask me for

you know the saying "paint yourself in a corner?" that could be very well my company slogan, if ever i decide to own a company. Misery is not a company, thank you very much, soul asylum, but i'm not in the market for anything but self-inflicted wounds. anyway, it looks like the story of my life so far. options, options, options.. got plenty of them, and i seem to burn myself silly narrowing them down to one or two, in both cases resistance is futile. take the company i work for right now. the pay is good, the benefits are ok (can't get them anywhere else, especially the car), and the conditions are downright miserable. Im having fun by sticking to my guns but you gotta wonder what's it like to be out there... somewhere other than here. at least i got my poetry mode on again. then take my social life. it actually revolves around default settings. not that im complaining old is gold but some of the old tarnishes the newer so you gotta wonder what's it like to be

...with asking questions is that the sooner you get answers the sooner the story ends. Scary but true

It's happening again. My favorite team, the Sacramento Kings lost by five points. Last time, it was ten. Their present record is an abysmal 6-11, way way below their usual year end record. The irony is, them Kings have retooled in the offseason, supposedly bulking up in deficient areas like rebounding, low post scoring, etc. With all the trading and personnel moves they did, the team is hardly the picture of what i've grown to love the past couple of years. No more C-Webb (#4), No Doug Christie (#13), No Bobby Jackson (#24), No Scot Pollard (#51), No Hedo Turkoglu (#5). Nothing against the present team, but there are a couple of players i missed badly. Possibly because i already invested heavily and bought quite a few SK caps with their name and number on it. Apart from devaulated headgear, their look and attitude somewhat declined and teams that used to their level took to pushing them around.My patience is wearing thin, but i already declared myself a Kings team fan (love the

The little conversation Is over very soon And I watch in admiration From my corner of the room. They shine on you with starry eyes... They rain a friendly storm. Like kids around a christmas tree And then you smile all nice and warm The little conversations If I tried my very best You know I never could say anything In twenty words or less. Somewhere, sometime, down the line Someday I may confess, And spill it all. that’s all The little conversations On me are very rough They leave me all in pieces You know there’s never time enough Like a book with missing pages Like a story incomplete Like a painting left unfinished It feels like not enough to eat. Starvin’ These little conversations Well for me they’ll never do Now what am I supposed to do with Broken sentences of you? I’ll stay in my corner `cause That’s all that I can do And let the others speak for me. Little conversations Are we. - Concrete Blonde The hell, i think i'm writing a blog, but all i'm doing is making reviews

i was surprised by the fact that no lyrics of any Cactus World News song can be found on the internet. Of all bands, they seem to forget CWN, one of the most influential groups my short life has been exposed to. Anyway, i took the liberty of transcribing "Years Later" for my own amusement. It's probably not 100% accurate, but here they are: Years Later Through these wretched places where the past has been at one o' clock in the morning it's a totally different scene closing the door of the heart now it's gone with the tide There's a burning post not 20 minutes from right where i stand and all around me is breaking up and getting out of hand things will never be the same again we're five years on so much has gone so soon watching and wearing the same old clothes for years who're you gonna blame this time i'm choking back my fears closing the door of the heart now it's gone closing the door of the heart now it's gone disappeared with the