new wave

pink checkerboard floor. a sputtering, spitting, liquid crack dispenser. 33 pages to go and all i can do is listen to the guy behind me reminisce with his friends about when he first started dating his current wife. "she told me she knew she was going to marry me before we ever even went out. i feel like i didn't have a choice in the matter." poor girl, i think. you're so lucky to have a woman who wants to love you for eternity. the guy at the table next to me seems thoroughly annoyed at having to hear this story, but not annoyed enough to get up and leave.

i left a long time ago. it feels like a waking dream being here.

dirty hipsters, caricatures of the "neighborhood kids," dressed in neon prints i used to wear before i dressed myself.

i must have superimposed childhood garb.

neurons firing in my brain or subconscious thought?

there is new art on the walls. they look like pieces i've seen before, maybe on a sunday afternoon excursion once.

i've been here before and i like it less now. today i like everything a little less.

1,000 foot steps today, farther away from him than yesterday yet still the world seems a little more grey, even as i surround myself with neon covered faces and neon covered spaces and not even the tiniest of traces of places we used to go.

the harder i try to forget, the more i'm forced to remember.

now there is lack of choice: being reminded.

Sonnets/unrealities

"it may not always be so

and i say that if your lips
which i have loved
should touch another’s
and your dear strong fingers clutch her heart
as mine in time not far away

if on another’s face your sweet hair lay
in such a silence as i know
or such great writhing words as, uttering overmuch
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay

if this should be, i say if this should be
you of my heart, send me a little word
that i may go unto her, and take her hands saying
accept all happiness from me
then shall i turn my face
and hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands"

-bjork-

Summer Goals

First of all, I can't believe it's almost summer already. In fact I almost refuse to believe it. That means finals are here. ARGH! However, as this is my last summer before the bar exam and getting a real job, I have decided to finally do some of the things that I have always wanted to do, at the ripe old age of 25, during the 40th anniversary of the summer of love.

1. Concerts, tons! Pitchfork, Lollapalooza and more!

2. Pictures. I am going to finally learn how to take pictures, nice ones that people will want to stare at and contemplate.

3. Tattoo. Finally getting that tree piece I've been talking about for the last however many years.

4. Writing. I'm going to submit an academic paper for publication, some poetry for publication, and finish my novel. One must write things to be a writer, yes?

5. Yoga. I need to start doing yoga again. I miss the feeling.

So look for pictures, tattoos, concert updates, links to my publications and something about yoga this summer. And if you don't find it, bug me about it.

Thanks!

Faun Fables last night was out of this world. Going to see the Sleepytime Gorilla Museum tonight and then will post about it later!

The Year of the Concerts

My New Year's resolution has been to see as many concerts as possible, regardless of who agrees to go with me. I love going to shows and at some point I stopped going to them. No mas!

Now I have decided to start writing about them.

Last night I went to see a band called Tough Shits at good old Ronny's. They were surprisingly awesome for a Wednesday night show at Ronny's. The sound was punk with some 50's influence and the song "I Heard She Kisses on the Mouth" is just so damn catchy!! Very fun.

Here is a list of shows I've seen thus far, if I can remember them all:

Fancy Contraption - Horseshoe and Studio 3A.

And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead - Logan Square Auditorium

Cursive - Radio Room, Austin

Balmorhea and J. Tillman - Western Vinyl Showcase, sxsw, Austin

lots of bands I don't remember the names of all over Austin during sxsw

two shows at Ronny's I should have written about because they were good.

John Vanderslice and the Mountain Goats - Portage Theater

Upcoming shows:

Black Kids and Mates of State - Metro (if I can find a spare ticket)

dredg and From Monuments to Masses - Empty Bottle

Faun Fables - Bottom Lounge

Sleepytime Gorilla Museum - Bottom Lounge

Peter, Bjorn and John

Pitchfork Festival

:)

salt

i have run out of beautiful words for this.

last grains of salt from a vastly empty shaker,

i think i may have a couple of tasty morsels left to poison myself with.

heart beats faster. heart beats faster.

heart beats stop.

silence silence silence.

new beginning.

unexpectedly perfect moments are the best.