I just finished it.
I am going to bed.
True or Not, it’s the best modern book I’ve read in recent memory.
Archive for May, 2006
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May
06
A Million Little Pieces
29
May
06
Memorial Day
I know you know a soldier,
So think of them today,
I know you know a soldier,
So just lift them up and pray,
I know you know a soldier,
Wether near or far,
I know you know a soldier,
‘Cause there’s stickers on your car.
—–
Can a civilian rightfully perform a salute?
If they can, then I do.
I salute each and every last one of you.
24
May
06
Note:
The previous two posts both deal with death, but they are about separate circumstances. I did not know the boys from PHS or their driver.
23
May
06
Unknowingly Knowing
I barely met you before you passed,
You came and then you went so fast,
On thursday I sat behind you in Steve’s car,
Then we bowled and laughed,
Thanks for doing the Usher,
Even though you didn’t know Abba,
Jill said you called me Gabriel,
I liked that.
I barely met you before you passed,
You came and then you went so fast,
On sunday I sat beside you in church,
Then we went to a party,
I didn’t know many people there,
You didn’t either and I guess that’s why we connected,
You played songs on a guitar,
That was cool.
I barely met you before you passed,
You came and then you went so fast,
Some might say I never knew you,
But you radiated Christ,
And so you are a brother,
I miss you though I knew you little,
Enjoy the Big House,
See you when I get there.
21
May
06
A memory.
- Last Saturday night, a small green Honda Civic, driven by a drunken man about my age, smashed into a light pole at 92nd and Wadsworth. Sixteen year-old Pomona High School students and athletes Chayse Miller and Alex Livesay were in that car with him, and they both died at the scene.
- With as often as tradgedies of this size occur it is easy to ignore the loss or to say that there are more people that die in other places. It is easy to demean the loss of two families, and forget that it impacts an entire community. Famliy, extended family, friends, teammates, classmates, and so-on and so-forth. What follows is a letter posted yesterday on Alex Livesay’s MySpace comments.
Hey Alex I saw you today at your funeral. You didn’t look the same at all. I wish that I didn’t have to see you like that. I miss your smile & your laugh so much. I’m never going to forget you, you will always be in my heart. I still can’t believe that your gone. I just wish that I could call you right now. You always knew what to tell me to make me smile when I was having a bad day. There was no way that I could ever be mad at you. When ever I tried all you had to do was smile at me and I had to forgive you. I don’t understand why such bad things have to happen to the best of people. I have never met anyone like you. You were one of a kind and no one will ever be able to replace you. You had a great impact on my life, and I want to thank you for that. You have taught me so much. I never knew that I could learn that much from just one person. I still can’t except the fact that your gone. It feels so unreal. I don’t know what to do without you here. I can’t ever smile the way I did when you would make me. Things will never be the same without you here. No one is going to stay up all night talking to me because I needed someone to be there for me. I know I can talk to you any time I want now but it won’t be the same because I can’t hear you talk back. I won’t be able to hear that laugh that I love so much. I miss you Alex. Words can’t even explain how I am feeling right now. I just want to hug you forever and never let go so I wouldn’t have to lose you. I’ll come visit you whenever I can ok? I promise I’ll never forget you and I will always love you. Thanks for always being there for me when I needed you most. You will always be my guardian angel and no one will ever replace you. Thanks for everything that you have taught me and thanks for giving me the honor of knowing such a wonderful person. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ALEX R.I.P.
*LOVE ALWAYS ‘N’ FOREVER*
MACY
No matter who you are, you have made a similar impact on someone.
18
May
06
Summer Approaches
Ok this group has been in hibernation for the later part of winter and it is now spring. Now I have recieved some requests from a few of you to do a get together and write thing. I love this idea and think we need to plan a day in the early part of summer (June or early July) to do this. Please post your ideas here and we will try to make it happen.
One idea that Karina told me was to go to that Body Worlds thing at the natural history museum and do some journal writing. Great idea but I think we should open it up to write whatever. Well Im sure that everyone has a good idea and I am sure that you all still check this site for stuff. So lets have it.
18
May
06
Darth Tater is your Father
- I’m tired and have a headache, but I can’t sleep and reading hurts, but then again so does staring at this blasted monitor. Gripe, grouse, grump, groan.
- If you don’t know much about M.C. Escher, go check out this virtual museum, it’s older and not much flashy, but they have a rather complete collection of Escher. I have an Escher calender for ‘06 that my lil sis gave me, it’s good stuff.
I wish I weren’t so broke right now, there’s all these movies coming out that I want to see.
Mac-in-black = freaking droolworthy!
meh, that’s all I got.
and it has a four hundred terabyte hard drive.
Tonight, in the ‘Gabe is a big arse chicken’ category, we have the wonderful fact that I have an endless number of logistical ‘reasons’ for not doing whatever it is that requires that leap of faith.
In the ‘deeper than I really wanted it to be’ category, the noteworthy element is that I express myself best in written word, but am so intimidated by being so vulnerably me (read: total expression = total vulnerability, and that I’m a word perfectionist there) that I can rarely sit down and write a letter. If I’ve ever written you a letter, it was an effin big deal.
I read today (tuesday, gah) in A Million Little Pieces, about a hug between two women where there was “no space between them, physically or emotionally” (Frey goes on to say that only women can have this but I disagree) and I realize that I miss that, bigtime, and somewhere along the line I had that.
Deep thoughts this evening brought to you courtesy of ‘F Bomb’ (does that get quotes, half quotes, or should I just have left it naked?) – and now I have a day I have to do so good night even though it’s nigh on time for some of you to get up…
- Tim said that, and funny as it is, I have to disagree, I could eat salad most every day.
– I had to re-install Windows tonight. It re-inforces the urge one has to get a Mac. The one good thing? I lost all of my bookmarks in Firefox. “How is that good?” you’re thinking. Well, it’s like this, I am a bookmark packrat. I bookmark every page and it’s brother. Then instead of deleting them, I find myself thinking “I’ll go back there, sometime, maybe.” and I end up with this massive collection of bookmarks that go unused and clutter up the place. So starting from scratch is nice once in a while. Now as for all those links that I want back? Most of them are just lazy-clicks for sites I know by heart, the rest I can Google as the need arises, they’ll still be there.
At The Rock Show: with Whitney, Kimberly, and Chelsea, Mike ditched…
rUN kID rUN = I almost, wait, I DO like how goofy that looks ’cause I left the caps-lock on.
Falling Up = Head-Banging, and I wanna have long hair for that and only that reason.
Hawk Nelson = I didn’t think that suit coat would last more than two songs. I was right.
Thousand Foot Krutch = What? I’m jumping? I must be into this. RAWK ON!
and when we left the show and walked back through the park to where Chels had her car…
The sprinklers were on and crossing the sidewalk without regard to humans. We got a bit wet. But what is a rock show without wild-rock-fist, faux-lighter-cell-glow, rock-deaf, neighbor-sweat, and some crazy post show happening?
That’s like the maraschino cherry, the sundae ain’t done without it.
And this Sunday was done.
And I’m done.
Peace.
