The dark path behind me.

I am not very proud of my last few previous posts. I was in a dark place the last week and it's been really tough to get out of. Thankfully I have gotten out of there with only some minor scratches . I am trudging on and putting my time into something completely different. Sound Design. I wish I had something inspirational to say but I really don't now but I am hopeful and stoked about a lot of things. It's strange how you can put yourself in a place where you don't feel it's worth putting time into anything. Feeling like you haven't done enough or you did too many things wrong. Hope is around the corner waiting for you to find it. I know I have been writing some worthless bullshit but that's what my last few days have felt like hence the writing comes out like it. Life marches on and I am riding in a bulldoser sucka! I need to keep my tank full cause there are a lot of suckas to crush!

If you love something give it away.

If you love something let it go free. If it doesn't come back, you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever. - Doug Horton

It's gonna hurt. DAMN IT!

Hella Upgrade...

So I now have 3 UAD-1 cards... ohh damn...

Kelp Monkey and the Bouy Battalion (Dialog)

Location: (Not much of a porch, more like a patio.)
On the back porch at 10 in the AM talking over cigarettes after a marathon recording session. Watching the sun slip through the clouds, and the squires jump to the peanuts we have graciously laid out for them to hide away for when the winter creeps in. Marveling how they know where they hid all their nuts.

Joe: Dude Jacey, how do they know where all their nuts are man? I mean I can't even remember where I put my keys.

Jacey: I guess when you're hungry enough you are gonna find them.

Joe: I've been thinking a lot about the fun police Jacey.

Jacey: Me too. you know the creepy thing about the fun police is, they are not out there, they're in here (Pointing to his head)

Joe : I seem to be getting a bit aprehensive because I am thinking they are gonna show up any minute. We are getting way too many good vibrations in this house, I feel it's gonna be falling over pretty soon, I am kinda worried, are you sure the house's frame intergrity is still super fly good?

Jacey: She'll hold. (Laughing)

Joe: Ahh man, I can't wait to get back in there.

Jacey: Duke of shire lord of the north lands.

Joe: What?

Jacey: Duke of shire lord of the north land, let me fill you in on something you ain't jack or shit and jack just left town.

Joe: We need to watch that movie again, we need to watch that scene again. So what do you feel we do next.

Jacey: I can't decide if you are typing to the rhythm of the squires or they're wrustling to you, it seems to be that kind of day.

Joe: What next Jacey? What are we gonna do next?

Jacey: We are gonna make some music man.

Joe: I am ready to rock and roll man, whenever you are, ohh I gotta have some cancer first. all my Dialog seems to be over articualted.

Jacey: This is a good excercise joe, I stopped doing it because.... I was scaring myself.

Joe: Ok, I'm done.

The Beauty of the Moon Shines through a dirty puddle.

I was just taking my evening walk and I saw the moon through a filthy puddle on the side of the road. It almost looked more majestic when the refraction of light hit off the puddle then into my eyes. It was magnificent. I wish you could have been there. I just got home from watching Borat. It was intense, it really hit home. Even though it was a mocumentary about everything American or Anglo-American it rang true. Everything he made fun or was true, it was no lie. Church, Gangsters, Pamela Anderson, and Ice Cream. That's about all america is. I wish Stephan Grappelli was American, damn the French for their good Jazz.

I am pushing foward and pushing myself to the edge, it's getting closer I can feel it. The fun police are gonna charge their way out of my synaptic action and consume me. It's taking everything I have to keep them in there place, even though my 3 personalities are fighting them off, I know one them has already been shot in the gut and he is dying a slow death, it's taking the other two everything they have to fight off the police. Soon the gut wound will heal and I'll be better to move on. I think it will just take a good nights rest then I should be getting back in fighting health, until then I will sleep. Good night world.

Sitting on Jacey's Couch makes me Happy.

It's been a long two days. Happy, sad, angry, confused, I got all the emmotions covered. I think I am doing good... Tired and inspired I march on creating with every ounce of my body, trying not to waste strength on anything that can hold me back. Tomorrow is gonna be a good day, and then maybe I will write down something with substance in my blog, I feel like I need to censor my life because if I don't the fun police will probably show up somewhere, and that's always bad news, you don't want those guys coming around... So until next type, take it easy internet suckas who don't read this, and if you do, you're lame! SUCKA!